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

was making any sense. If he used to like being around me when Winnie was still alive, then what

piece

turned out to be such a monster to you, but when Winnie died and she asked us

using this as an excuse because nothing can

and uncalled

that this is my punishment. Karma is really a vengeful bitch. I am getting exactly what I

tell you how sorry

but it’s

for being

won’t ask for forgiveness because I don’t deserve it. What I deserve is to burn in the pits

there for your mother. She’ll

towards

love you. I may not have showed it to you, but I

my darling

fold the paper and shove it back in my bag

why the letter affected me so much when mother’s tears

wrote before died. Correct that, he wrote it while

up abruptly and leave for my bedroom. I

to think about them. I don’t want to think about

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

then

It would cost me more than I’m willing to

I wasn’t going to risk going back to the darkness

my soul.

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my bed and lie down Refusing to let the tears

to waste my tears on people

and

up it’s around

was supposed to pick Noah up at nine since Rowan had to fly out for a business

ten minutes. Once I’m done I

tracks when I notice Rowan and Noah in the kitchen having breakfast. He was wearing a suit and was making pancakes. It was so weird given I’ve never seen him

wanted to wake

on here?” I

and eat something. I want to

late for your meeting? You should have woken

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