"what's wrong with you?" I asked. "I'm not allowed to say it" she whispered "why not." "It's a secret." "Who can you tell it?" "him." "Who is to him"i asked her further. "The butterfly whispered to me." "What are you hiding?" "Many things" "And you can tell me one?" "maybe another time ." She said mysteriously. { Everything was just a whisper of the butterfly }All Rights Reserved