Some lies can shatter everything, and I learned that the night we buried our high school time capsule. Back then,

I was dating Brian, my first love, and thought our bond was unbreakable. But that night, without warning, he walked away,

blaming me for something I didn’t understand. My best friend Jess comforted me—but her support never felt genuine.

Fifteen years later, a class reunion to unearth the capsule brought old emotions rushing back. Brian and Jess showed up together,

reigniting old wounds. Among the buried memories, I found the locket Brian gave me—and a shocking letter from Jess. In it, she confessed to

sabotaging our relationship with fake messages and lies, driven by jealousy. She admitted she didn’t even care for Brian—she just wanted my life.

When I confronted her, she simply said, “I wanted to be you.” Her betrayal explained the heartbreak I never understood. Later, Brian approached me,

apologizing for believing the lies without asking for the truth. “We were kids,” I told him, still hurting.

“But we’re not anymore,” he replied, revealing he now lived in New York too.

He asked for one chance to start over. “Only if you win me a new locket,” I joked. We both laughed. That day,

in the schoolyard where it all ended, something new began. Because sometimes, the truth can heal what lies once destroyed.