The news was tragic: the girl had killed herself.
They talked about it in the hallways, between classes.
“All because of those rumors,” some said.
“But if they weren’t true, then why?” others countered.
Amidst the gossip and speculation, he giggled. In his pocket, he stroked her locket.
They’ll never know. It’ll be our secret.
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