Penelope's letter

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It's always pleasant to read your letters, Colin you are good at describing every detail, it seems to relive every situation, every moment of your splendid life.
But I'm here, with my mother who torments me for whatever she does or doesn't do, sometimes I would like to run away ...
Luckily Eloise often comes to my rescue and your mother Violet is a balm for my emotional wounds.
But I don't want to be sad, I hear you'll be back soon. You will have to meet our dear cousin, he saved us from the bad situation my dear father left us in at the death ...
I hope to see you soon.
Your pen pal.
Penelope Featherington.

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This will be my last letter to you. I don't know how to describe to you what your overheard words made me feel.
I have always respected you Colin for your beautiful qualities that I saw. Sweetness, kindness, sympathy but maybe it was my infatuated girlish eyes that saw all this. They didn't see the real Colin, the man behind the mask.
The man who let me down, who mocked me in front of gentlemen who could change my life if they saw me as I am and not as you showed me. Like a deluded, lonely and ugly little girl. Yes Colin your words made me feel ugly, useless and trivial. I don't know if I will be able to forgive you.
I can only hope that it was the alcohol that made you talk or perhaps the intoxication of a new start.
I can only say goodbye.
We have nothing more to say to each other.
Our friendship no longer has anything to bind to, there is no more esteem and above all there is no more trust.
Still, I wish you well.
Penelope Featherington.

English Rewrite the Polin starDove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora