𝐏𝐑𝐅𝐂𝐓 | SABRINA CARPENTER [2] (ON HIATUS)

08 | ʳᵉᵃˡ ˡⁱᶠᵉ

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ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs
ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪɢʜᴇsᴛ ʜᴏᴘᴇs
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GUILT IS SUCH A FAMILIAR yet least understood emotion. It slowly eats you up from the inside. It will torment you to the point where you'll destroy yourself and possibly others as well. There are two kinds of guilt: the kind that drowns you until you're useless, and the kind that fires your soul to purpose.

Over the past month, waves of guilt surged Zendaya's mind. The tall brunette couldn't bear keeping this big of a secret from River. It practically pained her inside each time she thought about it. She isn't even sure how exactly she managed to get herself in this position in the first place.

It all started at the beginning of July when she received a letter from someone, her name, and address plastered on the front. How did this person know their home address? Zendaya still doesn't have a clue. If someone wanted to send them something, they'd have their management team deal with it. Fan mail is usually transmitted to her manager's office address. The same goes for her brother and River as well with their managers. And from there, the mail is distributed to their own home.

If mail came from another celebrity, then usually whatever they're sending is sent directly to their home. Half of the time, if it's from someone none of the trios is close to, then the process is treated the same as it would if it were fan mail.

In this instance, the letter Zendaya currently has in her possession came directly to her home. If it weren't, then there would be a sticker placed somewhere along it saying that it's been checked, for safety reasons, of course.

And as the saying goes, "curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back." Yeah, the brunette was curious, alright, so she opened it. As she read through the letter, she felt a deep sense of anger throughout her body. He was telling her how he'd been staying updated on River's whereabouts. Talking about how proud he was of her and how grateful he was for them for taking care of her when he couldn't. He then went on to say that he wanted to be back in her life and left his number and address at the end of the letter for her to keep in contact with him.

Zendaya had immediately called him the minute she had finished reading. He wasn't able to get a word out before Zendaya went in on him, cussing the man out for the mental and emotional pain he inflicted on his daughter. And he let her speak, knowing how much he deserved it for leaving his wife and young child all those years ago.

She described how heartbroken River had been when she heard the news of her mother's death. It wasn't until the sentence left her mouth that the father finally said a word.

"She's gone? What do you mean she's dead?!" He cried into the phone.

"Yes. She passed away a few years ago from lung cancer," Zendaya gradually explained into the phone. He didn't know. How did he not know?

"You didn't know?"

"No," he muttered, sounding like he was on the verge of tears. "With the reasoning of my disappearance, I wasn't allowed to have any connections with anyone for both their safety and my own."