I know their secrets. It's my secret.

I shouldn't have known their secrets.
I'm the last person who can know them...
I met two girls in Canada.

In case of one girl...
Two days ago, I went drinking with my friend,
He told me that she had loved a Korean guy.
But I know he loved me and wasn't interested in her.
Now I remember that I have made her cry.
When she was with him, I interruped her.
I began to walk with him.
Then, she walked behind us...
And she almost began to cry, so I realized that she loved him.
At that time, I had a boyfriend in Japan but he was like my boyfriend.
I should have stopped the relationship with him but I didn't.
I wasn't sure she loved him....

In case of the other girl...
Yesterday, I found her blog.
It was interesting for me because she wrote about 'him'.
Who is he?
I followed her blog from the latest one to older ones...
"He was shaking a hand until my plane took off"
I took a plane with her, so only I know who was shaking a hand...
I know him and he had a wife and children...
Just before we went back to Japan, I saw him and her.
Their relationship was different from before.
But I shouldn't have known it...

Actually, I was shocked when I knew their secrets.
But there is no turning back...
The only way to keep the relationship with the two girls is to pretend not to know their secrets.