[Chalk up another to loyalty. Ginia lightly crosses her arms over her chest, phone tapping against her elbow. Perhaps not everyone sees the ideas as diametrically opposed, but to Ginia, there's the feeling it has and always will be one at the cost of the other. And for as ingrained as loyalty is in her, sometimes Ginia feels like it's something she'd rather have torn out.
Her arms unfold, she begins typing again.]
I don't know. I suppose I'm trying to figure that out for myself. Would you still choose loyalty at the cost of personal happiness?
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Her arms unfold, she begins typing again.]
I don't know. I suppose I'm trying to figure that out for myself. Would you still choose loyalty at the cost of personal happiness?