𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍 ₊ ⊹ ʜᴀɴᴀʜᴀᴋɪ. - 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘹 (𝘍!)𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

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𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓽,

𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓸 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮

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10.04.23

It pains me to know that this is the last letter I am going to write for you. When I'm with you, a new flower blooms. My heart is full of dead flowers that never bloomed, while the garden that has been growing in my lungs is now blossoming and killing me.

It's lonely being all by myself. I couldn't even reach you at all, and it frustrates me when we are so close, but yet so far. I'm so sick of this.. I'm sorry for being a bother. Someday I will grow a garden from all of these wounds while admiring the delicate blooms of each petal under the periwinkle blue sky. It will be such a lovely sight, but not in this life. I'm dying soon, and nothing will change no matter how hard I beg and cry.

𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰

𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷

𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓾𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰

Stop it. I'm begging you to please stop it, Wriothesley. It's killing me, and I can't breathe. I feel like I'm dying; stop it, please. I can't take this anymore. I want a husband, and I want kids. I want to be able to be happy again, but no matter what, my love for you is stronger than anything. Just let me stop loving you.

I promise to plant kisses like seeds on your body. So in time, when I'm gone, you can grow to love yourself as I love you. You've always been insecure about yourself, but in my eyes, you're my brightest star in the dark night sky.  

I love you. I really do. Here's a list of 10 reasons why I love you and forever will:

1) I love your eyes

2) I love your tufted black hair with gray streaks

3) I love your amazing smile

4) I love your scent and how you'd smell warm regardless of your Cryo vision

5) I love your personality

6) I love your sense of humor and sarcasm

7) I love how you delicately make your tea as we chat and drink tea together

8) I love how you'd always try to cheer me up whenever I was sad

9) I love how caring you are

10) I love you for you, Wriothesley

I could say so much more, but time and tide never wait for anyone in any way.

I don't hate you; I love you.. but loving you is killing me, so this is a goodbye, even if I don't want it to be. I should have told you what you meant to me, and I hope that we can be happy together in another life. Dancing in the flowers with no worries, because you'll love me and I'll love you.

I really just wish I could live without you, but you're a part of me.

Third-person pov:

Y/n stumbled out of bed, coughing and gasping for air, grabbing at her throat while she ran to the bathroom. She coughed and coughed up all of the flowers that were now black. She had no time left; it was her time to go now. As her vision blurred, her mother banged on the bathroom door, screaming and asking if she was ok. Y/n's eyes fluttered as they closed, and she took her last breath.

Dying for the boy she loved, she wouldn't have wanted it to all end in this way.

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Wriothesley sobbed as he put the letters back into the envelope.

"I'm sorry, Y/n.. I'm so sorry..."

He cried out as he put the letters into his pockets, sniffling, while he left a rose on her gravestone. Her smile would light up a room, yet she wouldn't be able to light up Wriothesley's heart.

He had never realized the impact she had on him.

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10 years later.

"Y/n! Come eat breakfast!"

Wriothesley called out as the small child ran out of the hallway to the kitchen, leaping into her father's arms. He laughed, tickling her as she flashed a huge smile and laughed.

"Go on, sweetheart, eat your food," he said while setting her down to eat.

"Thank you, papa!", the small girl smiled.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭.