Pain. Pain was all I felt. And it had been a long time since I felt anything. After I read the letter, I was numb.
He loved me. He had cancer. He was sorry. He is dead.
All these things were going through my mind, but one seemed to stand out: He tried not to fall for me. He knew.
Peter knew I wasn't looking for love or to be loved. But, like he said, love won. Love won over his heart, and so did mine.
It's crazy how this all ended with Peter and I. It was so unexpected. Everything all makes sense now.
The truth has been told me, and I will keep it with me. Like Peter said, I will be the first and last person to know. I will keep that secret.
I was sitting in my bedroom. It was 1 in the morning. My eyes were swollen, red, and puffy. I was cowering over my bed, on my knees, with the letter in my hand.
I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't. I had to leave. So, I left.
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FanfictionUNDER EDITING. warning: i wrote this book when i was twelve years old. there are grammar errors along with a confusing plot and cringe all over the place. i'm sorry for the mess of this series. if you wish to continue, i wish you the best of luck...
