*Ians POV*
It's the morning after me and Veronica broke up.
I didn't even care to look at my phone I know the worst that's about to show.
I rubbed my eyes and sighed. This miserable morning was harder to get up than usual miserable mornings. What did I expect?
I slowly sat up and an a headache immediately began. I groaned and pressed my hand on my head.
"Ian." A faint voice called behind my bedroom door and a small knock heard shortly after.
"Please can we talk..." the voice again faintly called.
I got up and limped my way to my door unlocking it and opening it.
There Veronica stood. She was wearing Asher's clothing, I could tell by the style and smile.
I couldn't blame her.
She looked up at my eyes making eye contact that I just wish I could've fell in love with again. we both had regret in our eyes.
"I fucked him." She broke the silence.
I felt the tears form in my eyes. I could also see the tears form in hers.
"I thought you where cheating... and I just... I..." she choked on her sentence.
"I never cheated on you. She was lying to you." I shook my head and the tears began to fall.
"Ian, A month ago when you where always on your phone texting I thought it was a girl... and it was..." she again couldn't finish her sentence.
"My therapist... you knew I lost my mother Veronica." I looked to the side of me because I couldn't look at her no longer.
She began to sob.
"And I was so cold because I was hurting." My tears poured even more.
Her mouth opened but nothing came out. I knew the guilt she felt. I was hurting as much as she was.
"Please leave." I mumbled.
"Ian..." she softly cried.
I looked at her again. I was raging. I wanted to tell her everything I ever felt for her.
"I loved you, I really did. I was just so lost when my mother died and as much as I didn't want to show such coldness to you I did. I never lost love... you did." I muttered.
Her sobs became louder.
She covered her mouth with her hands to muffle her crying.
She turned her head to her hand which held around 5 envelopes.
She lifted them up and handed them to me.
"Five apologies..." she mumble's.
"For this?! It's unnecessary..." I cringe at the thoughts of "apology letters" because it always ends up boring about something they've already apologized about.
"Trust me Ian... it's not stupid." She gave a dead serious look.
"Five months. Five envelopes... it'll make sense once you figure them all out." She continues.
She took a deep breath in and out and turned around walking a few steps away.
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5 envelopes
Teen FictionVeronica West... Was she really who we think she is? Did she really move to the new town because of her parents divorce? Was she telling the truth about Ian slander? Was her name really Veronica west? Was her cousin really taking the "group" for a "...
