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A secret is only yours so long as you don’t share it. Tell it to one person, and it’s a secret no more.
I was almost annoyed at her for spoiling my perfectly good sulk. And that was when I realized that was what I had been doing.
But listing who came and who did not makes it seem as if I noticed or cared. I did not. I lived my grief; I slept mourning and ate sorrow and drank tears. I ignored all else.
He looked past Nettle, met my gaze, and gave me a crooked smile. Undeserved forgiveness. Friendship defined. I slowly nodded to him, trusting him to understand.

