Zahara
Letter #241
Dear Massimo,
Lucia said her first word today. It was “no.” I’m not surprised—that kid is a handful. Iris almost had a heart attack a few days ago when Lucia got ahold of my jewelry box and somehow managed to break one of the necklaces Dad bought me. It took me a while to convince her that it doesn’t need to be fixed, I’ll never wear it anyway. Seeing those trinkets always leaves a sour taste in my mouth. It reminds me that Dad never remembered I can’t wear anything other than platinum. I mentioned it to him at least a dozen times, but he still just kept buying gold pieces. He probably thought gold looked more extravagant, and I simply stopped bringing it up after a while.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about Dad a lot. I spent so many years being angry at him, blaming h
