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My parents brought up Ivy at the dinner table today. Here's how the conversation went:

Me: 

Dad: I read in the newspaper that a girl recently commited suicide.

Mom: I was talking about it with the girls when we went out for dinner the other day. Her name was Ivy, Ivy Winston. She was a senior, I heard. Did you know who she was, Hudson dear?

Me: Yeah.

Dad: Do you know why she did it?

Me: No clue.

Mom: By any chance, were you in love with her? Did you like know her more than just a friend?

Me: Why would you think that?

Mom: Because you're crying right now.

Me: I don't want to talk about this anymore.

I got up without eating my food, and went up to my room after that. I didn't really come out until the next day.

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