Chapter 1: Feelings that are kept Hidden

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It's finally here guys! I'm so sorry it took me a v e r y long time. I had unpublished this book twice but I can guarantee you that I'm never going to unpublish this ever again. And, for those who still haven't read The Last Cinderella 1 & 2, then I'm afraid that this book might confuse you. You'd enjoy this book more if you have read those first! Think of it as me - the author - bragging about my works hoho. Then happy reading!

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Dear Toby,

I miss you. It has only been five days but I miss you like it's already been five years. I know I shouldn't feel like this. It is so wrong of me to be missing you, Tob, but I can't help it and I'm sorry.

I would also like to apologize for falling in love with you. I know it shouldn't have happened. I know you've warned me before, but I still fell in love with you. And I know I have promised you that I would never fall for you, but I did and I'm really sorry for breaking our one and only rule. Also, I'm sorry for pushing you away. I just did that because I know that if you keep being around me, I will fall for you even more and I wouldn't want that. You've got a girlfriend and I know that you love her, and she loves you too. I never want to ruin what you have so I had just decided to distance myself. It was really hard for me but I no matter what, I had to. It was for the best. I'm sure you would do the same if you were in my situation, Toby.

Well I'm going to end this letter here now. And I hope that when we see each other again, everything will be like the way it was. I will make sure I will come back there to Orlando, Toby. I promise.

Love,
Evette

With yet another sigh, I folded the letter and put it back to its envelope like always. It has already been a month since I moved here but I still haven't delivered this stupid letter to Toby. I've thought about it every night and every morning I say to myself that "today I'm really going to do it!", but then would hesitate every single time that I walked by the post office.

I was scrolling through my phone, browsing all of my photos with Yojan and the others. I'm missing all of them so much. Now that I think about it, I didn't even get any chance to say goodbye to Yojan. But somehow I did to Toby.

I sighed. Then ran a hand through my hair, sighed again and again before standing up from my bed and throwing my phone inside the drawer and left my room. I ran downstairs, I saw my mom speaking with someone on her phone and obviously, my dad isn't home. I headed straight to the kitchen then grabbed a chocolate bar before from the fridge, I walked to the front door.

"Where to?" I heard my mom asks just when I opened the door.

"Getting some fresh air..?" I replied, taking a bite of my chocolate bar. She nodded and I left my house.

I put my free hand inside of my pocket and gasped when I found it empty, oh yeah I left it inside of my drawer. I continued walking as I looked around the place. I've been walking around here for a week but still, everything is so new to me.

I miss the times where I would walk to school with Yojan - when she sings and dances along with the beat of her music and I would jump in front of her making her scream out loud and glare at me as if I was her biggest enemy. I miss hanging out with the boys - their lame and corny jokes yet will still have you laughing your ass off, where they would always treat Yojan and I coffee and of course, you can never go on a day without any one of them annoying you.

But you know what, of course you all knew!

I'm missing Toby the most.

We've spent so much times with each other; we've shared the most memories and he was the first guy who had ever made me feel so special. I had fallen foolishly in love before even though I know they had never loved me back, and I told myself to never be that girl again but what comes around goes around. It's not like I had confessed my feelings for him but I would have to say that Toby's not like the rest of them, because even if he doesn't feel the same way, he never treated me like trash.

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