CHAPTER 10

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11th STREET MAILBOX
14 YEARS AGO


Dear Rosie,

You did well at school yesterday. I couldn't stop my hand from clapping and cheering for you. By the way, my father planned to give me a birthday party next week. We have the same birthday, so, would you like to celebrate with me? I would like to celebrate my special day with you.

I'm planning to surprise you, okay, it's not a surprise anymore 'cause I wrote it now. But yeah seriously, I'm planning to give you something special and I can't wait for you to have it.

I also heard that your Aunt Morgan has a new cafe in the city. We can go there and have fun! Does it sound exciting to you?

You need to have some time to be free and be happy, I know how cruel your father to you.

Well, to tell you, my brother Jake and I had a fight last night. I punched him and I regretted it. My father told me that one of us will be the next owner of the real estate company, well, I wanted to own the company soon. I need to be very competitive about it. I know I'm not his biological son but I have this feeling that he will choose me someday, and that is if I work hard and study well and prove myself to him.

Also, my driver told me earlier that you went crying in your front porch. Your eyes were red and you were screaming. I'm worrying these past few hours. Please take care of yourself, I have an idea, what if you'll stay with your Aunt Morgan? That would be good for you. I will help you, I'll ask my mom and dad to help you.

Rosie, the last time you looked at me was so bizarre. Please, don't look at me like that again. You know how much I love you and I'm always here for you. I'm just afraid that soon you will leave and ignore me. That would be painful, don't you ever do that. A day without you seems like a cold week for me.

I need you because I love you.

You're too sunny to stuck in winter.

Too much happier to cry in that porch.

Too young to catch that cold in your father's arm.

Shit. My father is looking for me. I'll end my letter now.

'I will do everything to make you smile, laugh and worth it. Remember that Rosie. Bye for now.'


Love,

Jared










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