RIVERA’S POV
I often thought about the letters in my father’s box which I had read more than a year ago, realizing that I had never taken much interest in my father’s actual clan. I was used to making so much assumptions about it and I felt like I had probably missed some actual hints in between the letters. I opened my closet and took out my father’s box, hoping that I had kept the letters very well. I found them after few minutes of searching, neatly stacked away in a corner of the box.
I picked each letter out, one by one, scanning through the contents. The parts I had read before, I skimmed past with my eyes until I got to the final letter. I found some names I could not remember reading the last time, realizing that I had not read through this letter before. I continued reading an
