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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with you, Travis

pause reading the letter. My mind confused. None of what he said was making any sense. If he used to

down at the piece of paper, I

out to be such a monster to you, but when Winnie

because nothing can

and

a vengeful bitch. I am getting exactly what I deserve for how

I want to tell you how sorry I am. For

and said, but it’s all I have.

for being the monster

don’t deserve it. What I deserve is to burn

mother. She’ll need you.

towards you, she’ll

I love you. I may not have showed

my darling sweet

paper and shove it back in

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

last thing he wrote before died. Correct that, he

up abruptly and leave for my

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

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

head, then I

It would cost me more

wasn’t going to risk going back to the darkness

my soul.

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

waste my tears on people that

up to me. The fatigue, both emotional and physical weighs me down and I fall into a dreamless

wake up it’s around

to pick

I’m done I rush down the

notice Rowan and Noah in the kitchen having breakfast. He was wearing a suit and was making pancakes. It was so

finally awake” Noah screams with his mouth full. “I wanted to wake you up, but dad told me

on here?” I

to finish these before I leave” Rowan replies

for your meeting? You should have woken

meeting. You looked like you needed the sleep, so I let you

know what to think. This was a side of him I didn’t know existed. I don’t want to see it because I don’t want to think of him as the good guy. I don’t want to see this caring and kind version of him because I wasn’t ready to forgive him for

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