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

If he used to

down at the piece of paper, I

know why I turned out to be such a monster to you, but when Winnie died and she asked us to take you in, something just shifted inside me. Inside all of

this as an excuse because nothing can

and

my punishment. Karma is really a vengeful bitch. I am getting exactly what I deserve for how I treated you

I want to tell you how sorry I

but it’s all

worst father. Sorry for being the

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

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

her mistakes towards you, she’ll

you. I may not have showed it to

my darling sweet

shove it back in my bag feeling angry for

so much when mother’s tears didn’t. May

last thing he wrote before died. Correct that, he

stand up abruptly and leave for my

I don’t want to think about the pain they caused

block them because I know that if

then

It would cost me more than I’m willing to bargain. I had

going to risk going back to the

my soul.

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down Refusing to let the tears flow. I’ve cried enough for these people.

my tears on people that

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

wake up it’s around

the process. I was supposed to pick Noah up

scramble 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

notice Rowan and Noah in the kitchen having breakfast. He was wearing a suit and

awake” Noah screams with his mouth full. “I wanted to wake you

here?” I

eat something. I want to finish these before I

for your meeting? You

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