Nino's  POV:

  I could tell Alya was hurt.

  I was glad she forgave me.

  For the moment, we were not a couple, but at least she let me be her friend.

  It was more than I could ask for since I was the one to break her trust.

   I sighed.

   I heard Alya lash out with anger towards Adrien and Chat Noir.

   I knew neither of them meant anything bad by their lack of presence.

    I saw a familiar face at the service from the corner of my eyes.

    I knew it was him.

    I would recognize that boy anywhere.

    It was obvious even without the ears, mask, tail, etc. I saw Chat Noir.

     I was sure of it.

      I tried to tell Alya.

       I found the words refused to leave my mouth.

       Very well, perhaps she would not believe me.

       I  chased after her. I caught up with her.

        I  watched as I left with Alya.

        I  paid attention as he walked over to the grave and placed a dozen roses.  I never told a single soul.  It was not my place to tell.

        I  took Alya home.

        It was the least I could do.

         Later, I returned to the grave.

          I saw the fresh note beside the flowers.

         The very ones I saw Chat leave there earlier that day.

          I read it.  It brought tears to my eyes.  Oh, how Chat loved Marinette.

         I could tell he kept her memory alive.

         I took a quick photo of the note.

        Sure, it was private, but it would give Alya the closure she needed.

       I sent a copy to her text.

        Then, I  deleted the original picture from my phone.

            I  let Alya know to respect Chat's feelings.

            "It was hard on him too, you know."

              I  explained it the best I could.

              I dared not tell her about the gifts Chat left.

             I  kept it a secret amongst us guys.

         Some things were meant to be left a secret.

              In no way, would I ever violate Chat's trust by bringing up the jewelry box, or the other items.

               I   recalled how a few days, the graveyard people told us that an anonymous person paid a huge sum of money for a special gravemarker for Marinette's grave.

                I  noticed it had not come in yet.  It was probably too soon just as her life was cut off all to soon.

               Find out more in Chapter 18

                  bye, bye little owlets!

                -Summer out!