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Adrea's Letter to Rafael

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Dear Rafael,

 

I don’t know why I’m writing this. Maybe I just need to put the words somewhere. Maybe I need to remember that there was a time I wanted to explain instead of scream. Maybe I still do.

You stood in the garage that night like a stranger I’d forgotten how to know. I felt your eyes on me, and I wondered if you were waiting for me to speak first... I didn’t. I walked past you because I didn’t know if I could survive what might come out of your mouth. The silence was already loud enough.

I felt like you hated me.

And maybe you do. Maybe it’s easier that way. Easier than facing what we’ve both let happen. I don’t even know if I’m writing this to defend myself anymore. There’s a part of me—one I barely recognise—that’s just tired. Tired of holding everything in and being punished for sins I never committed.

I didn’t betray you.

I need you to hear that. I need to say that one last time. I didn’t cheat. I didn’t cross that line with Felix. But he made it look like I did, didn’t he? That’s what he does. He twists the truth until it bruises. You tried to tell me. I didn't listen. I've never regretted anything more. I doubt I ever will...

You believed him.

That’s what breaks me the most. Not your coldness. Not even the distance between us. It’s knowing that when it really mattered, you trusted your brother over your wife.

Did I make mistakes? Yes. I should’ve listened to you when you warned me about your brother. I should have looked closer at the flaws in him you pointed out. Even with how lost I felt in your silence, I should’ve fought harder for us before everything fell apart. But I didn’t deserve to be condemned without a voice, Rafael. Not by you. I thought you knew me better than that.

I look at you now, and all I see is a man I used to love so fiercely it scars me now. A man I built dreams around. But you don’t look at me like that anymore. I feel like you now look at me like I’m a problem you can’t wait to solve or discard.

I don't want your forgiveness. Not anymore. I am too tired for that. I am all out of hope. Any dreams of a future with you are like dust in the wind. I just want you to know the truth. I want me to know that I said it—even if only on paper.

I didn’t break us. I won’t spend my life trying to fix something you won’t even admit is cracked. I won't stay with a man who I cannot trust to trust me.

Maybe this is goodbye...

 

Maybe I am talking to you for the last time,

 

Adrea

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