Telling Sam and Daneca feels like peeling off my own skin to expose everything underneath. It hurts.

Once exposed, a secret loses all its power.

Lie until even you believe it - that's the real secret of lying

But some secrets are too delicious not to share.

No secret can remain hidden for ever. Silently and patiently, it waits in the dark. It lets you build your life, carefully stacking the bricks one by one, and then it appears. It deals its blow and everything crumbles. That’s why it remains intact and incorruptible in time, waiting for its ultimate destiny to be revealed.

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.