Novel & Cerita Thinking About You Letter

Dear Violet, I wanted to tell this to you in person but considering how much everything has traumatized you lately… I'm writing a letter to you because words are gentler on paper when the soul is still healing. You’ve been through more pain than anyone ever should and since what I'm going to tell you is going to come as another shock so I think it's better if it comes to your notice through this letter instead of coming verbally. This way, you would be able to have more time to yourself and to think about everything… and you can always come back to reread this letter whenever you want if you're unsettled or shocked. I wouldn't have to repeat anything again. (Ps. By the time you read this, yo

After a few hours of getting no concrete answer on how to avoid the terrible possibility, I made my inevitable decision which is to write Ghino a letter. A farewell letter.

Because I keep thinking about you. Honey, are you already in the exam room? Honey, how was your exam? Is it finished or not? My sweet heart, I miss you. When you get home, you must reply to my message huh. If not, I will punish you. I laughed reading my lover's messages. My fingers started typing word for word to reply to Arga's message. Me: I just got home. What will you give me as punishment? 😂😂 I put down my cellphone while I closed my eyes for a moment .

She ended with one paragraph that I read twice. I know you will not invite me and I am not asking you to. I am only asking you to know that somewhere today, at the time you are standing at that bench, I will be thinking about you and wishing you every good thing that exists. You deserve a person who stays. You have found one. Hold onto that. I folded the letter. Put it in my pocket. "Okay?" Riley asked. "Yes," I said. And I meant it. The ceremony was at noon.

I take long strides toward it, my heart rate accelerating as I notice its letter. The letter My love It is with a heavy heart that I write this letter to you. I know you will be surprised and hurt by my decision, but please understand that it is for your own good. I have loved you with all my heart since the day we first met. You have been my everything, my rock, my confidant, my best friend, and my soulmate. I have cherished every moment we spent together, and I will treasure those memories for the rest of my life.

I turn my body around, "you finally had an idea." Cheryl looks brightly at me like the first she saw me happy. "Yeah, I had one, but I do not know if he will like it." I massage the back of my neck. 'I do not know if things will work out.' *WHAT SHOULD I WRITE IN MY LETTER? WHAT KIND OF LETTER? A LETTER OF APPRECIATION?* "So, you want to watch some movies, Joenabell?" Cheryl sways her body and clasps her hand behind her back. She's acting cutely, and it's weird, yet I'm getting used to it.

Just being near. *They say I can't contact you. This letter is against the rules. But I had to tell you. I'll always be here. Thinking of you. Waiting.* *Yours,* *Lyle* I read it twice. Then I handed it to Louis. He read it. His jaw got tight. He looked at me. "What do you want to do?" I thought about it. I thought about the singing. The cellar. The chloroform. The smile in the courtroom.

* my sub conscious whispers in the back of my mind and almost as if it is a robot, my thoughts started to go down that train but I stopped it. For once in my life, I am only going to look at the positive of things. Now I have to write that perfect letter that will get her melting and saying yes faster than Tiffany would get off her clothes for Jake if Jake asks her to get naked. I am a good English student, how hard can writing a piece of paper be.

Nivea's POV: I wake up to an empty bed with a rose and a note in keenan's spot. I pick up the rose and smell it with a smile. Grabbing the note it reads "My love, I'm sorry I couldn't see you when you woke up but I had to help dad with pack business, I'll see you tonight. I love you, Keenan."

If so…well…it was worth it if it means you’re getting this letter. I don’t know how many more I have in me. Letters, I mean. I’ll see over the next week. I just…these are hard to write. I also don’t want to drag it out. I don’t know if this will help or hurt more. Hopefully, it helps. I’ve had to think about these and I don’t know if I’m just delaying you being able to let me go. Not yet. Maybe one more. I’ll see. Be safe, my sweet little Beta.