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The Secret

Penulis: AG Mocumi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-11-03 19:26:05

At break, Refilwe cornered me beside the tuck shop.

“Right, Talk now.”she said pulling me by hand.

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Lucas Franklin has spoken to you three times this week, and now you look like somebody has announced your wedding without asking you. There is definitely something to talk about.”

Olerato handed me her packet of crisps.

“You don’t have to tell us everything,” she said gently. “But don’t pretend you’re fine when you’re not.”

I looked at them, my two best friends, t
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