Chapter Eighteen
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
February
To Whom It May Concern,
Another year has come and gone, and here we are, me writing this letter to you, you reading it at some unknown date in the future. It’s been exactly a year since I vowed to do everything in my power to meet you. It’s weird to write this and wonder if I’ve made good on that. I think so. I think I know exactly who you are… but yet, there’s no way to know.
All there is is waiting, waiting to see your face at the altar, to slip a ring on your finger and promise you forever. Our wedding kiss will be the sweetest in history because that is the moment we’ll both know for certain.
My eyes drifted down to the silver ring on my right hand. Exactly a year ago today, I’d met Alex. Could it possibly be him? Was he the one I had be
