His letter
1 stare at the piece of paper on my table, not really sure what to do about it.

I was now at home. I had gotten back like an hour ago. The whole time, I spent it debating whether I should open it or tear it to pieces

The paper had been burning a hole in my purse the entire time I drove back home. Now, here I am

Still staring at it.

A part of me was curious about it contents. The other didn’t much care about what was written. The man who wrote it hated me. What good could come out of reading a letter written by him?

I pick it up, about to tear it, but a voice stops me.

‘Just read the damn thing. What’s the worst that could happen?‘ my inner voice whispers.

I cringe at the words.

Famous last words. I think to myself.

The worst thing that could happen is he hurts me.

Words were dangerous. They cause more damage than any weapon can. I still remember some of the harsh words my so called parents said to me over the years. The wounds their words inflicted

have never truly healed.

‘Just open it!‘ the voice screams.

Not giving myself a second to back out, I unfold the letter.

[Dear Ava,

If you’re reading this then it’s because I didn’t make it out of surgery. Truth be told, I don’t think I

will. They’re trying to save me not knowing that their efforts are futile. I am too far gone and I can already see you grandparents calling me to come join them. It may be the imagination of a dying

man or not, but I believe I have a special place in hell for how I treated you.

You were such a sweet girl when Winnie left you with us, but we destroyed that. We destroyed

your light and I will forever regret that I did that to you my sweet girl.

I remember when she still had you. I used to play with you and Emma. You were so innocent and

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playing with you,

If he used to like being around me when Winnie was still alive, then

at the piece of paper, I

happened. I don’t know why I turned out to be such a monster to you, but when Winnie died and she asked us to take you

an excuse because nothing can make how

and

know that this is my punishment. Karma is really a vengeful bitch. I

you how sorry I am. For everything I

did and said, but it’s all I have. I’m

Sorry for

ask for forgiveness because I don’t deserve it. What I deserve

there for your mother. She’ll need you. She has a good heart and once

towards

I may not have showed it to you, but

darling

the paper and shove it back in my bag feeling angry for some

know why the letter affected me so much when mother’s tears didn’t. May be

the last thing he wrote before died. Correct that, he wrote it while

leave for my bedroom. I

don’t want to think about the

about anything. I block them because I know that if I allow them to run rampant

then I would

be weak right now. It would cost me more than I’m willing to

my breaking point. I wasn’t going to risk going back to

my soul.

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to let

my tears on people that didn’t deserve anything from

me. The fatigue, both emotional and physical weighs me down and I fall

I wake up

bed, falling down in the process. I was supposed to pick Noah up at nine since Rowan had to fly out

and get ready. Doing it in less than ten minutes. Once I’m done I rush

kitchen having breakfast. He was wearing a suit and was making pancakes.

screams with his mouth full. “I wanted to wake you up, but dad

going on here?”

breakfast. Take a seat and eat something. I want to finish these

meeting? You

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