My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

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The sun streamed through the curtains of the entire mansion, signaling that morning had arrived Mary woke up and, to her surprise, fo de a letter addressed to her on her bed. The sender was her beloved grandfather, Albert She opened it and read its contents

[My dear granddaughter,

Today is your 18th birthday i still remember the day you were born, everything is so clear in my mind Your mother was so excited, her little girl would be bom today. She already had your bassinet, your

lothes, and your toys ready

I want you to remember that, for your mother, you were the light of her life. Now that you’re turning 18, 1 can confirm that you’re the spitting image of her. Well, as you always said, you’re old enough to make your own decisions now. You can work and travel the world, You can buy your Volkswagen Beetle and travel the country with your guitar and your old man. My child, I want you never to forget your dreams. I want you to travel, climb one of the highest mountains in the country, go to an island to watch the sunset while finally drinking a glass of wine, the one I’ve forbidden you from having for years

you have always been our little girl, and even though you’re reaching adulthood today, you’ll always be that little girl who liked getting muddy when you thought you were gardening, the one who climbed trees to get a peach, catch a squirrel, or get your cat down. Although I want you to remember that sometimes you didn’t know how

us running away together, but I know that soon I’ll be with you, and we’ll steal a million from the company to start our journey across the country, or at least that’s what

strawberry cake and have your usual cup of black coffee to cut the sweetness. I want you to blow out a candle and make a wish.

come true.

love you, my dear. I hope to

Your grandpa,

Albert |

the anxiety she felt from being

the conversations she had with her grandfather when her father scolded her for not being a good student, for not being the best in a prestigious school, and for not being a good daughter or a worthy heir of the Preston family. It was always about the surname. Her grandfather would console her, saying that when she came of age, she would have the freedom she longed for, and they would travel the country together. Money wouldn’t matter anymore, only living

of a new chapter. Although her grandfather wasn’t nearby, she unknowingly fulfilled a bit of his promise. She was starting an adventure in a new country, she was nearly fluent in a new language, and she had met a very handsome man who made her feel butterflies in her stomach. Her adventure couldn’t