But corruption is not always external. It stains both hands. You learned to manipulate maps of her moods, to offer contrition when it was convenient, to disappear when you knew you’d be blamed. Small moral compromises accumulated—white lies to keep peace, withheld truths to preserve your image. Each compromise left a faint bruise.
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