--Keefe's POV--

What have I done? Keefe thinks.

Fitz is gonna go all Telepath on me and he's gonna find out.

Keefe considered call Fitz back and cancelling, but that would make him seem even more suspicious.

Keefe sighed, and reluctantly leapt (is that even a word?) to Everglen.

--Fitz--

Keefe has been acting kind of strange lately and weirdly moody.

I asked him over so I could find out what's bothering him.

"Hey Keefe."

"Hey Fitz."

I channeled my power and blasted through Keefe's mind.

Sophie'sjournalunderthemattressMadeadealwiththeNeverseenSophie'sdeadSophie'snotdead.

I focus on those last words.

Sophie's not dead.

Something snaps me out of my trance, losing concentration.

Keefe pushed me.

But I've already seen all that I needed to see.

"Telepatas! Você diz que não vai ler mentes, mas a pròxima coisa que você està lendo mentes a torto e a direito!" Keefe shouts in a Human language (bonus points if you know what language!) 

"SOPHIE'S ALIVE?!" I yell.

"I was really hoping I wouldn't have to use this," Keefe mutters.

"Forget." Keefe commands, and the whole world turns black.

--Keefe's POV--

I watch as Fitz's body collapses to the floor.

Our conversation will be nothing but a foggy haze for him.

It will forever be burned into my heart for me.

I vow to never use my newfound ability on my friends ever again unless it's an emergency.

I won't let them get hurt because of me.

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