The Cat's Outta the Bag

I never knew you were so open about it. So I told not a soul about what happened. It pained me to keep it away from everyone else, but I did it for your sake. I wasn't sure if you wanted anyone to know. Then I read it. You made it public. I suppose you must now know that everyone knows.

It's definitely going to be hard. Especially during those gatherings when she will be making cynical comments and start to make you look bad. Somehow, I see it coming. I'm sorry. But I do think she will.

The whole ordeal is definitely painful, and the journey arduous. And there isn't much for me to do, because I think you won't find me a good confidante, considering the relationship between the other she and I. But in case you manage to derive that you are the person I'm referring to, let me tell you that she felt bad about it.

When I first found out about it, it was from her.

She couldn't get it out across in IM, she said. But she didn't have to, because I already figured it out from the messages in your PM and the way she reacted. She called me, and was crying on the phone as she told me about it. I know how she felt, but I could only imagine how you felt. It was painful to the both of you, of that I'm sure.

You're probably angry at me because she and I are close.

She cried because of how the three of us are linked.

By the way, you never replied:

"Are you okay?"

Well, of course not. But I was worried, all right?

See you soon, I guess.

The Carmenata.