...And so I told her the story that I've kept inside for a year.

"That's something you shouldn't keep a secret." She said to me.

I stared to the fan hanging on her wall. I'd had the intentions ever since the day it had occured to tell her. Was I supposed to unburden? Was it time?

Yes, yes. It shouldn't have devoloped into such a forbidden subject anyway.

But the girl in question would rather leave me than leave him.

Even though through hesitation, she'll watch the black words slither out of my mouth like a snake.

And that is when she'll see me for who I truly am... the worst woman alive.