Chapter 22

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That night I moved into Klaus's house. While he was in the shower. I took off my afterparty dress and slipped on my slim pink robe. I sat at the desk in the room and open the envelope. I pulled out the letter and stared at it. I contiplated on reading or not. But I gave in and started it.

Dearest Selena,

I must tell you how terribly sorry I am. I know you will never forgive me and I understand that. But as I am writing this I hope you can see it in your heart that I'm trying now. I was never the mother you deserve. I was selfish And immature. You have none of those qualities. Your so much like your father. I admire that and very thankful as well. Selena I wish I could take back everything I had done and start over but I can't. But I can give you back what is rightfully yours. As a wedding present I shall return your memories.

I know you will never believe me but I do love you. You were the best thing to happen to me. I was young and chasing a dream. I was also spoiled and manipulative. I conned your father into a relationship and I thought I could keep him forever if I gave him a reason to stay. I knew he never loved me like I hoped for him too. He's happy now. I respect that. I'm going to go and finally live my life the way I should and not obsess over a guy. I'm really glad your happy and proud of what you become. I love you Selena Rose.

Love,
Your mother

I noticed a tear fell and landed on the letter. Its been an emotional day for me. I felt arms wrapp around my waist.

"Is that letter from her?" I nod my head.

"Are you okay?" I turned to him. He pulled me up close to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I don't know if I am or not. I don't know how to feel about that." I whispered. He kissed my lips.
"Lets go to bed Mrs. Mikalson." He led me over to the bed. I undid my robe and laid down beside him. A smile crept across my face. Things are going to be okay. I wrapped his arms around me and I snuggled up close to him. He was my happily ever after.

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