A/N: A very short fic that just popped into my head on a whim. Letters Tessa writes to Will throughout the years after he has passed away.
My Love,
It has been a month since you have left this world. A month since I have seen those pale blue eyes of yours and a month since I have told you I love you. The children...they still do not understand why I look so young, and you so old when you left them. And for that, I have decided to leave. I have packed up all our things, whatever we wanted to keep instead of giving to the children, and must leave. I do not know where I am going, only I know I mustn't return. London is cold without you here. And unforgiving. My time has come to let the children begin their lives while I must go. It pains me...but I must do what I can in order to let them live their own lives. We have raised them well. I have faith they will continue raising kind, good-hearted children like we raised ours. The Herondale line must go on...and so must I.
Living without you...it haunts me. The night is cold, the world, dark. I am alone; I am truly alone.
I must travel now. It is not time to dwell on things I cannot change. Immortality has illustrated that path for me like a brightly lit sign. Declaring I cannot be where you are.
Jem has been kind to me in this time of grieving. Though he is incapable of comfort in his current state. It saddens me...the two of us, separated, for the rest of eternity. You are no longer with us physically, and your body rests with him in the Silent City. How curious life is, how you may lay with your parabati and I am cursed to live a life alone, much like you when I first met you.
I remember the first time I saw you, with your witchlight, and eyes of sparkling blue, your jet black hair tousled and your infamous smirk and witty comebacks. I'd do anything to see you like that one last time. To hear your voice reading to me, one last time. I miss you more than words will ever say.
I love you Will, always.
All my love,
Tessa