Dearest Aaron,
You haven't seen me or heard from me for about a month, since I walked away from our home. And our children. This isn't a guilt letter, but a few confessions and explanations. And then a few things to ask of you.
I can't take this pain anymore. This life I've been living for the past few weeks, it isn't mind. Since you said you wanted to leave me, I've been living without a piece of me. I miss our children dearly, but most of all I miss you. I miss the way you used to look at me, before all the arguments.
I am so sorry about all the shitty little issues I created stupid rows over, and the fact I always felt the immense pressure to win them. And I'm sorry that Ella and Jamie had to be alive to witness them.
Obviously I've struggled with alcohol in the past, but I used to think that you gave me wings to fly away from it all. But now it's like I've been shot, with some sort of arrow labeled "I want a divorce". I'm sorry Aaron, I don't want to make you feel responsible for this.
If you haven't gathered by now, this is a goodbye letter. Please don't tell the kids what happened, if you have to just tell them mummy ran away. I'm going to have to keep this short because my fingers are numbing in the cold.
You won't be able to find me, so please don't try. Be kind to my mother, and my father. Tell them I loved them.
I love you Aaron.
Love from,
Your Angel Katie
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Teen FictionAaron is a thirty six year old man with two kids and a high end job. However, he recently divorced his wife Katie. Much to his surprise, she let him have their children, the house, and practically everything they ever owned. She told him she was goi...
