A Great Tragedy

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 I pick up the letter, biting the tip of my thumb as I have yet to find the courage to read 19

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 I pick up the letter, biting the tip of my thumb as I have yet to find the courage to read 19. 

I look back to see Hamie was still asleep. His foot had shifted off the pillow, and he was peacefully sleeping on his side. 

I shed a lot of tears last night but I still didn't say the one thing I wanted to say. It would probably be better to wait until we got to back to England later on today.

 But some things can't wait, it would be best for all of us if I got it done sooner rather than later. 

The guilt was eating me alive.



I turn back to the letter, grasping it and feeling the invisible weight attached to it. I try to calm myself down as I continue.

"I'm only here to make sure you, PJ, and Ella are going to be okay. After that I'm afraid there's only one place left for me and you guys will be on your own.

I went to London to visit you today and was delighted to see you alive and thriving. I knew that last boy was holding you down, but when I saw you today it was as if the spark of life had come back into your eyes and you were so happy that I apologize if I have caused you such grief.

 I met your boyfriend Jamie and although you two haven't been together for long, I saw so much of Peter and I in you two that it was almost like looking in a mirror. I'm sure Peter would have loved him as much as I did. He would probably be a lot more intimidating than I was though since he always held you close, being the baby of the family. 

And although PJ is a copy of his father and Ella is a copy of myself, You are a perfect mix of the both of us combined into one little ball of energy that we held dear.

Oh Mari, I see your future in Jamie just by the way he looks at you. He had the same exact look in his eyes as your father. 

But be cautious Marius. 

Our time spent in this world may be short but this title makes it shorter. There was a time in your father's life where he couldn't protect me, and it caused him so much pain that he regretted the day he married me..."



"Mmm...Mari?"

 Jamie groans and I carefully fold the letter back up before placing it on the small nightstand before joining Hamie in bed.

 "Hmm I had a dream about you," he says as he stretches out his arms and I curl up next to him. 

"Was it good or bad?" I ask as I rest my head on the same pillow and he turns to me with those sweet brown eyes I was going to miss. 

"I dreamed that we were stuck in Phantom of the opera or something," He laughs and gently wraps his arm around me.

 "Were we like Raoul and Christine?" I ask with a lighthearted giggle. 

Imagining Hamie singing sweet love songs to me. I wonder if he can sing. 

"Maybe, I've never seen Phantom of the opera." He says and I flick his forehead. 

"How could you not! It's only the best musical that has ever existed! It's my favorite...mmm!" I yell at him and he shuts me up by kissing me.

 God, I was going to miss this.

"Baby, I love you, but it's like seven in the morning and unlike you, I don't wake up as this ready to go intense ball of energy," he says with a small smile.

 "Maybe we should break up then," I say it and instantly regret it. 

"You're funny," he says as he lays down next to me.

 "I'm serious Jamie,"  I try tell him but he continues to not take me seriously.


 I didn't want to do this.
 But I have to.

 It's the only way I can really protect him. 




"Jamie, I don't want to be with you anymore," 







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