Silent Speaker

prolog

a little peek won't hurt would it? I quickly turned around so my security wouldn't notice and pulled the top of the paper out of the envelope.

"Dear Justin,

Thank you for everything have been able to provide for me throughout my life. I know you must get the whole 'you saved my life' bit a lot, so I'm not going to say that. truthfully you haven't saved my life. yeah you have prolonged it, but there was always an inevitability that I was going to die. I mean we all die someday, right? you'll die one day. I'll die one day. my sister will die one day. my parents will die one day. we all die. there is not fountain of youth giving man eternal life, everyone knows it's going to happen eventually. what I'm trying to say is that I couldn't help myself. I guess I could've tried harder and told more people but what would that have done? made my sorry excuse of a life any longer than it has to be? I couldn't allow that now could I? so, thank you justin for being there for me when no one else was there. you probably won't read this or even remember me but this letter is for me. I'm helping myself come to terms with this. if you still don't understand what I'm saying, I'm sure you will eventually or maybe you won't ever. I won't find out though. so, thank you justin for all your unintentional efforts towards me. I'm sorry if you're disappointed in my actions.

Eva"

peek my ass. what was that? oh god. oh god. oh god. no.