“I can’t let this happen,” Kat said, sniffling. The tears streamed down her cheeks as she wrote. “This can’t actually be the reason for my actions. Why would Adelaide want me to die? She wouldn’t.”
“No, she wouldn’t. But…” Zara sobbed. “I think you do. So I don’t do the same as you did for her.”
“But it wasn’t a waste of time!” Kat screamed, throwing the notebook and pen on the ground. Sobbing, she buried her face in her hands. “I loved her! I wanted to marry her! Of course I would stay by her side as she was dying! Why wouldn’t I? Why does she view it all so cynically?!”
Zara sat down on the bed beside her. She reached across and touched her hand. Kat continued to sob, writing down as much as she could.
Dear Other Self,
You are a selfish bastard. You make the assumption it would be m
