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, Travis and

any sense. If he used

piece

such a monster to you, but when

not using this as an excuse because nothing can make how we treated you right. It

disgusting and uncalled

Karma is really a vengeful bitch. I am getting exactly

want to tell you how sorry I am. For everything I did

make up for what I did and said, but it’s all I have. I’m so

the worst father. Sorry for being the monster in

forgiveness because I don’t deserve it. What I deserve is to burn in the

there for your mother. She’ll need you. She

towards you,

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

darling

shove it back in my bag feeling angry for some

the letter affected me so much when mother’s tears

before died.

abruptly and leave for my bedroom. I push every thought

about them. I don’t want to think about

I know that if

head, then

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

risk going back

my soul.

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let the tears flow. I’ve cried enough

tears on people that didn’t deserve

and

up it’s around

falling down in the process. I was supposed to pick

to take a shower and get ready. Doing it in less than ten minutes. Once I’m done I rush down the stairs, praying I don’t trip and break my neck in

stop in my tracks when I notice Rowan and Noah in the kitchen having breakfast. He was wearing a suit and was making pancakes. It was

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

going on here?” I

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

already late for your meeting? You

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