Dear Troye,
You asked for space for the night and asked me to sleep in the guest bedroom at your apartment. The room was all on the other side of the house though I still heard you fucking him.
I couldn't sleep, silent tears drifting down my face. I feel numb without you, like you died again.
All I want is to be yours though you won't even let me sleep in the same room as you, you only let me kiss you when we are home alone.
I need you though he is yours now.
You had coffee with him in the morning and ignored me completely as you laughed with him. His blonde hair was in a quiff and he laughed almost as loud as you.
You didn't even notice I was there, not until I left the room, slamming the door behind me.
I still love you,
Con x
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Dear Troye
FanfictionSequel to ' Fake Accounts And Cute DM's' Troye is gone but Connor still remains. Dealing with the loss of Troye, he finds himself writing letters that will never be answered. Though at least Connor is happy, Right?
