Gifted || Nakamoto Yuta || ON HOLD

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I peered though the window, watching the delivery van drive away after placing something into my mailbox.

I didn't order anything though. A gift? Highly unlikely. I hope it isn't what I think it is though...

After he walked away, I took a deep breath and finally placed my hand on the doorknob, twisting it.

I didn't realize I was holding that breath until I opened the mailbox, seeing that the color of the envelope was different than the eviction letter I was dreading. That breath was released.

I took a look around, hoping nobody was watching. Hoping that this letter isn't from who I think it is.

Running into my house, locking all doors, windows, speeding up the stairs, and slamming the door of my room shut, was all a habit now.

It was no different doing it now, for the sense of fear was still fresh in my system.

I ripped open the letter, finally in a place where I was safe to do so.

My lips let out a gasp.

【Coming Soon】