𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟖

ELENA

The day stretched ahead of me, a blank canvas waiting to be filled with memories and experiences. As Zade and I stepped through the familiar threshold of my parents' old house, a rush of nostalgia washed over me. It was here that I had spent countless childhood days, surrounded by the warmth and love of family.

With each step, the memories came flooding back, evoking a bittersweet ache in my heart. But as Zade's hand found mine, his touch grounding me in the present, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. Whatever challenges lay ahead, I knew that as long as we faced them together, we could overcome anything.

Entering the cozy living room, I couldn't help but smile at the familiar sight of the worn-out sofa that Andrew didn't change yet and the family photos adorning the walls. It was a comforting reminder of the bonds that tied us together, of the love that had shaped us into who we were today.

As Zade waited patiently in the living room, I made my way upstairs to my parents' room, my heart heavy with the weight of unsaid words and unresolved emotions. Sitting down at my mother's old writing desk, I pulled out a sheet of paper and a pen, the familiar act of writing offering a sense of solace in the midst of uncertainty.

Gazing out the window at the sun-dappled garden below, I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the task ahead. Despite my initial reservations about the conditions of my parents' will, I couldn't deny the undeniable truth that had emerged in the wake of my encounter with Zade.

With each passing moment, I found myself drawn deeper into his orbit, his presence filling the void left by my parents' absence with a warmth and light that I hadn't known was possible. Despite our differences and the challenges that lay ahead, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment that he brought into my life.

As I began to write, the words flowed freely from my pen, each stroke of ink a testament to the depth of my feelings for Zade. With each sentence, I poured out my heart to my parents, sharing with them the joy and happiness that had blossomed in my life in spite of their absence.

Dear Mom and Dad,

I hope this letter finds you well, where ever you are. As I write these words on this piece of paper, my heart is filled with hundreds of different kinds of emotions but above all, a sense of gratitude and love towards you and the way you shaped me to the person I am today.

I must confess, when I first read your will, I was overwhelmed by the thought of marrying Zade and moving in with  him and to make things worse, I had a pounding headache as I celebrated my 18th birthday by getting drunk. Anyway, this was a path that I was too scared to walk on but in the midst of my doubts and fears, an incredible thing happened.

I found love.

Not just any love, but a love that fills me with a sense of warmth and belonging that I've never known before. With Zade by my side, I feel like I can conquer anything, like the world is ours for the taking. Despite our differences and the challenges that lie ahead, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment that he brought into my life.

With each passing day, my love for him grows stronger, deeper, more profound. He's become my rock, my anchor in a sea of uncertainty, guiding me through the storms and celebrating with me in moments of joy. I never imagined that I could feel this way about someone, that I could trust another person with my heart so completely. But with Zade, it feels effortless, natural, like we were always meant to find each other in this vast and unpredictable world.