Dear Serenity,This might surprise you that after all those letters you sent me these past months, only now was the time you had a response.
Honestly speaking (or writing), I intentionally ignored your letters but as it keeps on raining on my doorstep like those scene in first series of Harry Potter, I got curious and read them, all. I was moved by your messages and how genuine your words sounded. I never get to actually believe that someone does care so much for someone even though they have left you, out of the blue. I can totally relate.
I never answer your letters because well, I have no right basically and... I thought you would stop. But you never faltered even once. I admired you for that.
I was sure now that you're wondering what the hell Wes was saying? Well your question would actually make sense if I was Wes. Because I was not him.
I wanted to send you a letter that you're mistaking me for someone else. But I never did because... honestly, I got curious and I was intrigue by you. I know I'm crazy I'm sorry. I told you that I was reading your letters but all of them were still stack here safely waiting to be sent to Weston. I decided to look for this Wes guy you're referring to because my friend happen to have a job regarding tracing personality. But until now there was no information about him, if so they were either looking like pedophiles or ashes (deceased) which doesn't make sense because he seems to be much alive (no offense). So it happens but the chances are extremely high to find him besides we only have few information about him that uh I mostly fetch from your writings.
Anyway, your letters became my hobby to read and I felt bad for reading them(not really) for it wasn't address directly to me but just to my address.
Were you curious why I only sent you back a letter now? It's because of the last letter you've sent that alarmingly scared the be Jesus out of me.
You're coming here? From where I was right now, it would took you days before you arrive. And I had to remind you that I AM NOT WES. So don't break a sweat to even go here and knock at my door screaming bloody murder to get Wes out of my house. Because he wasn't here.
I don't know where you got the address of my house and subjected to send letters that you thought where your boyfriend is currently staying in. I was saying now, that you don't have to go here.
I wanted to help you because I totally understood where you're coming from but unfortunately, no leads about him was showing accurately.
And even if I wanted to well see you, I know for a fact that you had your hopes up into coming here expecting who you're looking for. But I had to say it now that he wasn't staying here. You're apparently mistakingly sending letters to a total stranger aka me, I'm Alexander by the way not that it was important.So yeah, don't bother to come here and I'm sorry that I responded too late. Feel free to send me back a letter full of profanities or any witch spells. I was an idiot, I'm sorry, Serenity. But I hope you will eventually find him and he would come back to you. I was still up on helping you out, I promise.
Alexander L.
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NouvellesDear Wes, You probably might not read this but I still wanted to send you these letters about how I missed you so damn much. So please, come back. Love, Serenity. ××××× a short story in a form of letters, at first. Enjoy!