He Knew My Secret First
I whisper and that’s when I notice it, something’s missing or worse, something’s waiting, I grab my bag instinctively, my heart already racing, I don’t even know why, my fingers fumble slightly as I unzip it, pulling out my journal, the same one I always keep close and no one is supposed to see, I open it quickly, flip through the pages and everything looks normal at first.
—My writing, my thoughts, my secrets. Then I freeze, because there’s something new, something that wasn’t there before, something I definitely didn’t write neatly on a single line.
“You should’ve listened when I told you to walk away.”
My breath catches, my heart drops straight to my stomach.
No.
No, no, no.
That’s not po
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