EPILOGUE 2: YOURS TRULY, CASLON

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July 5th

Dear Vex,
     I've been sitting at my desk for days trying to pick the right set of words to tell you.  I don't hate you for starters, in fact, I really miss you too.  Riley always talks about you even though she knows it's a touchy subject.  And I guess she got back in touch with you since she gave you those journal entries.

I'm truly sorry about that.  In retrospect, that was probably the most scummiest idea I've ever had.  You are so much better than you think you are, Vex.  I'm glad that you're better; I'm still healing.  I've been rethinking a lot, and don't worry, it's because of you.  Your letter was the push that inspired me to work on myself too.

I can't believe this chapter of our lives is sealed now that college is nearing.  It's all so surreal.  I wish I could do something more, to return the favor I owe you.  And given, I am no poet, but I hope this letter will be enough.

My parents have finally scratched the idea of me and Riley being apart of the family business.  Your influence counted for something but I think it was my constant sulking that pushed them towards the edge.  I'm glad you got me to stand up to them.  I'll be moving out in a week or two thankfully and work on being my own person.

I applaud your change of heart, Vex. I'm very proud of you, not that my opinion needs to matter. I just wish you the best and that's all. After everything you've been through, you deserve the happiness you wanted from me. I'm sorry I couldn't be the one to fulfill your empty shoes.

I hope you find the love you deserve, Cleo. Someday, somewhere, sometime. I'm rooting for you.

And I hope you've already noticed the green rose taped to the envelope - sorry if it got crushed in your mailbox. A little birdie told me those were your favorite.

Yours truly,
Caslon

And P.S. a favor is a favor, and that favor is yours. Hope to see you someday.

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