Chapter 14: Letters, One Of Many.

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~Leto~

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~Leto~

A week had passed and I have slowly began my physio to help me walk properly again, my Mother hasn't come back ever since I made her leave the room to let me talk alone with him.

Dr. Todd told me this morning that this afternoon I will be given the opportunity to be released from his care at the hospital, into the hands of my parents and I am not to leave the house until I am fully recovered.

This place has become my prison, I have not been allowed to leave my room once during the entire time I've been here. JJ and Manon have been told they are no longer allowed to visit me, Tal has been limited to two visits per week but no matter what the nurses do there is one person who refuses to leave my side.

Freddie.

There have been a few times when he has left me to have some personal time or go home- wherever that is, but when he goes he leaves one letter on the bed side table that only I can open.

It has become a routine of his, he says his goodbyes to me and then once he has left the room it's like magic or something, a letter appears out of nowhere and I'd like to know where he learnt to do that.

His letters were confusing at first, I had no idea what he was rambling on about seeing as they were in a completely different language I didn't recognise. In time his words in this other language began to make sense, I don't know how it happened but I have begun to understand why he's such an asshole.

Today he has left my room to go talk to someone who he needs to get information from, he didn't specify who it was- plus anyway it is none of my business.

Looking at the current letter that appeared on my bedside table a few minutes ago, I decide to read what he has to say.

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[Leto],[

You] [smile
Angels] wilcumianfor−ûtan [jealousy
Devils] bryttian ðêos huru [conspiracy
Demons] sealting oð [harmony
Men] [hearts] bestæppan byrstig wið twêgen nu [remedy
Women's] [eyes] hresp for ðý Ðe

[Violins]beswician râd fêondscipe [terribly

Composers] warian twêgen nu later [creativity

Music] [plays] mid nânne [melody

Silence] [starts] hlyst [jjj

Happiness] [laughters] winstre inne [agony

Beautiful] word−cwide forescêawian nâðinc from oferfrÊcednes

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