kneel | Tom Riddle

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63| sorrow

"My dear Seraphina,

Read this when you are alone.

I have just spoken to my parents and the first thing I did after the longest conversation I had in my life was to sit at my desk and write to you, for you've been the one helping me and taking care of me when I felt completely alone. I'm not good with words when I'm face to face with someone, since I need time to think about what I really want to say. Even if the words come easily when I'm with you, the truth is I didn't tell you all I wanted to say last night.

I love you. You don't know how much of a good friend you truly are. I feel like all people do is enumerate your defects and even though you have them, you're so much more than just outbursts and a short temper, don't ever forget that. People call you spoiled and unreasonable. They don't know those are your insecurities, but I do. And even though you pretend to be unbothered all the time, I know it hurts you, I can see it in your eyes.

I know, I know, all you wanted to know is how did the conversation with my parents go, but I must tell you what I think about your situation now that I have your attention and that I'm feeling brave enough to write these things down. Besides, you helped me and now I'm trying to help you, even if you don't want to be helped.

So, I want you to know that when you have insecurities you tend to feel comfortable and safe with the person who tries to understand them, but it can be used against you. I speak from self-experience. I see how happy you are with Riddle, I see how your eyes sparkle when you see him and how you practically stop breathing when he walks in a room, almost as if you were seeing him for the first time. You love him and I know somehow he makes you happy, but I just want you to be careful. I know Riddle, I know what goes inside his head and I know he's always motivated by greed and ambition. You probably know that better than anyone, though.

Riddle is complicated and so are you, but the last thing I want is to see you hurt. I told you yesterday, but I'll tell you again. You are too good for him. You truly are and please don't believe otherwise. Despite that, I know you could never love somebody else. He's all you ever wanted and everyone knows it. If he makes you happy, and I know he does, I just ask you not to let him ruin your fantastic progress this last year. You're also very important to him, even a blind person could see the way he looks at you and takes care of you. But he regards you differently. He's obsessed with you and I'm scared his ambition one day might be a problem for you.

I've rambled for so long, but all I'm trying to say is put yourself first. Always. Because he will do the same.

Anyway, about my parents. We spoke for about two hours and the conversation didn't go as I expected, at all. I told them all about Harry and how I can't marry my cousin. Somehow, they didn't have a problem with me being homosexual, but they did have a problem with Harry not being from a family like yours and mine. He isn't a pure-blood, that's the main problem for them. They rambled for hours and all I understood was that my engagement is canceled, but they are still not allowing me to be with Harry. They said they would make a decision after I finished my studies at Hogwarts.

This is it, I don't want to steal you more time. You probably have something to do. I hope to see you soon. I hope you're well,

Alcides Avery."

Seraphina read the letter three times, not being able to take his words out of her head. He was right, she did know all of those things. She knew all about her toxic relationship and how her love for Tom Riddle trapped her forever, but it was too late. Her heart belonged to him and that would never change.