#Chapter 35: The Letters

Agnes The night felt unusually still, the kind of quiet that made you feel like the world was holding its breath. I sat at my desk, staring at the letter before me. Its content was simple enough—an apology signed by Elijah—but the handwriting was unmistakably Thea’s. A smile tugged at my lips as I recognized her childish scrawl, imagining her determined face as she crafted this little scheme to fix the tension between Elijah and me. She was a child who saw everything in such simple terms, unaware of the complexities that tangled the lives of adults. For Thea, the solution was easy: write an apology, and everything would be better. If only it were that simple. I tucked the letter away, the warmth of her gesture still lingering, though it didn’t lessen the knot in my chest. There was so much between Elijah and me that had been left unsaid, so many unanswered questions, and I wasn’t sure I was ready for those answers yet. A knock at the door pulled me f