Pretending

Chapter 19

Antonio POV

Dear  Phoenix,

First of all, I wanted to apologize again for everything I said and did, I didn't realize what I did until you looked at me with those bright blue eyes with disappointment, that I realized what I had done.

Every day since that night I rethink everything I did to you and I know I will never forgive myself for hurting you like that, Phoenix, your my sunshine, you're the yellow to my navy, you light up my world in every aspect, making me wonder how on earth I came to learn about such a beautiful soul as yours, I will never forget how you made me feel and all of the emotions you sturred up in me.

You're so unique. And smart. And funny. And witty. And so so beautiful. I can't help but stare at you with admiration, watching the impact you are on everyone, everyone is drawn to you, including me. And you know I'm not a romantic, so I had to look up the following:

You're the Anne to my Gilbert, the Leia to my Han (didn't have to look up that one) the Rey to my Kylo, the Elizabeth Bennet to my Mr. Darcy, your my other piece, my soul's match, the one my soul whispers "that's the one," the moon to my stars, the day to my night, basically, you're my other half, my dyad.

I know you hate strawberry ice cream, I know you say you hate rom-coms but you actually love them, you're favorite Star Wars movie is The Last Jedi, you always believe in Kylo Ren, you're going to be a neurologist for your brother, you admired him so much, you love baseball, you love Algebra, you want to move to Rome, Italy, you hate how everyone is taller than you, I know you.

You think roses are overrated, you prefer sunflowers, you hate cold carrots and cooked tomatoes, your second language is French, you have major road rage, you love sailing and you hate onions, your favorite movie ever is Pride and Prejudice because of the love story, and how unique it was.

I know I screwed up, so much, I never intended it to go this far, I wanted to tell Matt to stop the bet, but he wouldn't listen, I wanted to, I promise, and I know that is the stupidest explanation ever, but it's true, so so true.

By the time you read this, you will be on the plane, and I would have fallen in love with my soulmate, even more, even if you hate me, I can't help but fall in love with you more and more every day.

With love always,

Your Ant.