So this is what, my third update in one day?

Some Time Soon

Eren opened the door to his bedroom and yanked off his tie, finally allowing himself time to properly break down.

He paced back and forth, running his fingers through his once nicely combed hair.

Mikasa would tell him how handsome he looked without trying.

He, of course, would obliviously thank her.

But she wasn't there to do so.

She fucking knew that she was going to die.

How did she handle telling him? Easy.

She didn't.

No, she didn't go run into the arms of he and Armin and start some tragic story of how her end was near.

In fact, he had found out that practically everyone knew except for him.

Eren found out what was coming. It wasn't too late, per say, but it was within the last hours of Mikasa's life.

He hated himself for catching the bait, for ignoring her after the fight, for allowing her to distance herself from him.

He sat down on the edge of his bed as he took off his suit jacket.

A folded paper came out of his jacket pocket.

Eren,

I know we haven't spoken in what, six months? Even then, the memory isn't too pleasant.

I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for being rude.

I'm sorry for being bossy.

I'm sorry for pushing you away when we needed each other most.

I'm sorry that I'm being a coward by writing this rather than just saying it to your face, but I guess I've never been too good with words, huh?
It takes some courage, you know?

I'm sorry I grew away from you when I knew the pain that I was causing you.

I regret so much in life - so so many things.

I hope that you do not carry the same burden.

I hope that we can both look back some time soon and be confident that the one thing we didn't regret was each other.

And even if, by some small chance, you miss me; if by some small chance you may think you are responsible for our fight: stop thinking right now.

I need you to know that I am 100 percent to blame for this entire thing. I apologize deeply for being so selfish and childish.

And if you don't miss me - if by some greater chance you despise me and want to stop reading, I must ask you to continue.

I want to thank you so so much for being there for me.

Thank you for reading this far.

Thank you for putting up with me through every twist and turn.

I miss you and that is another thing I do not regret.

The only thing I regret as I write this is that I even had a reason to make this.

That I can't even think of telling you this without wanting to punch a wall or break down in tears.

I can't leave this world without knowing that everyone is okay.

I can't go on without everyone knowing how I feel.

Thank you, Eren, for helping me on the road to being free, because there is a long way to go.

Love, Mikasa