A Secret Kiss

by Alexia Praks

  * * *

  Tristan picked up the small, pretty card and read it. As he opened it, a photo slipped out and landed on the bed. He picked it up and saw it was a picture of him with Sakura and Logan. He and Logan were kissing her at Mary and Peter’s wedding ceremony. He turned his attention to the card and read:

  Sorry I slapped you that day in the library years ago.

  I’m sorry I never got to know you better.

  Sakura

  “Sakura? What is the meaning of this?” Tristan said and read the card again.

  * * *

  Logan stared at the photo of him and Tristan kissing Sakura on her cheeks. “Sakura?” he said. Then he read the card again:

  I will miss your laughter and your teasing.

  I’m sorry I never get to know you better.

  Sakura

  “What?” Logan said. “This is no time for jokes, Sakura. When I see you tomorrow, I’ll tell you how to do a proper joke.”

  * * *

  Hayden stared at the little card and the small box sitting next to it, confused. He picked the card up, opened it, and read:

  I love your motorbike and I love those wonderful rides near the cliff.

  Sakura

  Hayden picked up the box and found an earring. He gritted his teeth, his eyes dark. It was the earring she’d bought for him when they were children.

  “Sakura,” he said, clutching the earring in his hand.