P.O.V Caitlin
I slowly walked to the backside of the mansion. The water flowed carelessly, and I wished, with the same carelessness, it could wash away all of my feelings, leaving me void of anything. Even if it would ask me to drown, I might not think twice.
I sighed and looked at the folded light brown paper in my hand. Even that piece of paper gave me a warm feeling. I've never felt so much. It was too much for me, the feeling that I've felt in the past three days.
And with my trembling hands, I opened the folds slowly. His handwriting...
The tears slipped my eyes again, making me clench and shut my eyes tightly. I took in a deep breath and started reading.
I don't know how to start... It has been the 8th paper that I might as well again tear and throw away, for not conveying my fe
