Chapter Thirty

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Dear Danielle

I made it to my hometown in one piece! Most of my flight was spent crying into the neck pillow until my eyes got red and sore. The person sat next to me must have thought I was crazy. I didn't care though. How are you holding up?

Saying farewell to you was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do in my life so far. Watching you stand there at the airport terminal with your arms hugging yourself as the tears fell down your face. It pained me that I couldn't be physically there to wipe them all away. It broke me knowing that would be the last image of you in my head. It has been haunting my dreams ever since.

On a positive note... The finale of the production was utterly amazing. Getting to perform in front of our families and friends, even though ours could not be there— it still could have not gone any better. Probably one of the best moments in my career so far. Even towards the end when the crowd stood up— the amount of love shared in that room was indescribable.

I still can't believe that a head-hunter came to see you backstage. You must have made a lasting impression. It sounds like a fantastic opportunity not to be missed. Are you going to follow up on his offer?

Anyway, I must sign off this letter as I have an audition to attend to. I'm running fashionably late as usual. The only thing keeping me going is the thought that I will be video calling you later. Seeing your beautiful face again and those bright, blue eyes. Ones I could never forget.

I love you, always.
Yours truly,
Stefania

Before saying goodbye to one another at the airport, both women had vowed that they would write hand-written letters to each other. Agreeing to video call as much as possible if their schedules allowed it.

Originally, the brunette had no idea what was waiting for her back home. It wasn't until she trawled her suitcase through to her family home when the realisation hit. Not only was her time up in the city— but her brother was fatally sick. He had started receiving treatment in the local hospital of the town but his prognosis was poor, with very little odds. Something that she didn't include in her letters or video calls as words failed her every time. The lump in her throat threatening a breakdown. Her baby brother.

The letters were an escape - though she felt guilty for thinking that way. The light in her life came in the form of Danielle. Every night she would cry herself to sleep, thinking about her brother and family. Remaining strong in the daytime.

Dear Stefania

I miss you so much. I think about you everyday. Each day is so hard without you. I can't believe it has now been a month without you. When I am laying in bed, my arms still automatically try to find you. Sometimes if I think hard enough and squeeze my eyes shut tight— I can feel you in my arms. Is that crazy? I'm wondering when I will see you next...

I am actually flying back to my hometown in a couple of days. Saying goodbye to Barrett is going to be another hurdle. She has become my rock since you left— she says hi by the way. You'll be pleased to know that she is still happily with her boyfriend. They're actually moving in together soon. I wish that could have been us.

The head-hunter offered me a small role in a film back in Los Angeles. It only made sense for me to go for it! It's such an exciting opportunity that I would love to add to my list of experiences. Although I have only just come to the realisation that it will make video calling you much harder. Who the hell invented time zones? Because they definitely suck.

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