Denial
Hey Handsome,
You would know that I'm not the type to pen my personal thoughts but they told me to write down my feelings so you would be able to read them when you get back. Well, keeping a journal wouldn't hurt, I can always burn this anyway.
It's been a week since I last saw you and already, I am missing you so much. It's so odd since we spent more than a decade being apart from each other and we knew that we would be able to take care of ourselves until our next encounter.
Now that we married, it's unbelievable how much we are joined at the hip. Not that I dislike it, I love being with you and it's a shame we were missing out on this for most of our lives. I love the way one side of your lips quirk up when you smile, the scent of your shampoo, the way your blue eyes sparkle as you laugh, and the warmth of your arms that manages to lull me to sleep. Of course, the love making is phenomenal. Thank you for showing me the emotional intimacy of sex and love, Leon.
You changed me on that fateful night in Raccoon City. I was merely a heartless killing tool before that, revelling in riches after each mission, and just living a life that catered to my own selfish whims. You sacrificed yourself for me and I couldn't understand why this blonde rookie cop kept following me like a lost puppy even after receiving a bullet in the shoulder.
Your kindness and steadfast determination managed to chip away at my icy exterior that night. It allowed me to experience something I had not felt for a long time, emotion. I began to fall for you hard and fast. I'm sorry that we had to live separate lives after that but know this Leon Scott Kennedy, I never stopped loving you. It took us more than fifteen years but the wait was worth it. I took the plunge and decided to be devoted to your for rest of our lives. I was glad that you felt the same as well.
I know you forgave me for staying away for all those years but I do feel guilty that we didn't get together sooner. Maybe we would have been able to start a family together. Oh well, I let that ship sail long ago and I love spending time with you and our pet, Cobalt. I wouldn't trade our life together for anything in the World.
The furry one is now bothering me for treats. He misses you too and occupies your spot on the bed. I hope to see you soon, handsome. Come back safe.
Your loving wife,
Ada
Author's Note: After putting Leon through hell in "Casualty", I had this idea in my head on how Ada would experience the loss of Leon. Took some months but I finally wrote them. I am aware that there is controversy on whether there really is 5 stages (or more/less) of grief but for the sake of story telling, I'm writing 5 journal entries depicting the 5 stages.
I apologize in advance if this story makes you cry. You've been adequately warned so bring tissues for future chapters! Also, please take note that this is Ada's journal so she'll pour her heart out.