Leonardo

Her beautiful handwriting came into view, but the words felt like a dagger to my soul, making me feel like the worst being to ever exist which indeed I was. 

This wasn't just a letter—it was her wounded, fragile, and broken heart, laid bare. A heart we had shattered repeatedly for our own sick satisfaction without even bothering to see what was inside. All the words we had never allowed her to voice, she poured into this letter—poignant, haunting, and ...