They say we lie to survive but some lies don\u2019t protect, they wreck everything. I learned that the night we buried our high school time capsule. Back then, I was dating Brian, my first love. We were young, hopeful, and I imagined we\u2019d be together forever. My best friend Jess stood by my side\u2014or so I thought. That night, as we buried the capsule, Brian acted cold and distant. Without warning, he walked away, accusing me of ruining everything. I was heartbroken and confused. Jess comforted me\u2026 but something always felt off.<\/p>\n
Fifteen years passed. Then, an email from Malcolm another classmate reminded me it was time to dig up the capsule. Despite the pain, I returned. Standing on the schoolyard again stirred old memories. Brian and Jess arrived late, walking side by side. I assumed they were still together. It hurt more than I expected.<\/p>\n
When we opened the capsule, I found my locket the one Brian had given me. But there was also a letter addressed to me\u2026 from Jess. In it, she confessed everything: She had forged messages, started a rumor about me and Malcolm, and fed it to Brian. All because she wanted what I had my life, my family, and yes, even Brian. She admitted she didn\u2019t even like him that much. They broke up three weeks later. When I confronted her, she told me the cruel truth: \u201cI wanted to be you.\u201d Her jealousy had cost me my first love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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