Kunzite had returned 3 days ago. I was in no state of joy. I felt terrible, and I knew why, but I refused to admit it to myself. I needed to tell Nephrite, he needed to know. 'Kunzite must never learn of this,' I thought, 'if he did; Nephrite, and I, would be dead.'
Sorry it's a really short chapter...but this is the last one! YAY! Ok so I now have completed An Untwisted Truth and I can move on to the next story...what ever that may be. R&R plz. I need feed back asap.