*UPDATE* Please do forgive me for my spelling mistakes as I was both revising and babysitting whilst writing this so I did it in a rush and didn't read it through. I do apologise and I have even corrected the very silly mistake in the title.
Dear Rick,
It has been a day since you have died and just these 24 hours have been the worse 24 hours of my life. Why did you die Rick? What happened? I JUST NEED ANSWERS! Was it when you were ending the call with me – is it my fault? If only I didn't pick that date for our wedding, you would be still here. If only I postponed the wedding after I found out I was married. If only I picked another venue instead of the original one that got destroyed meaning we had to move the wedding to the Hamptons. That way you wouldn't have been driving there and ending up in a ditch. It is all my fault, isn't it?
You are probably wondering why I am writing this letter. You are…oh I can't even say it anymore. But I have to write this letter. It is this or alcohol and as I know what happened to my father when he turned to alcohol after mothers death, I picked this. This is what my therapist told me to do back when my mother died. To write all my pains and feelings to the person I lost, so it was still like I was talking to them. As it helped me, also with the help of your books, to get over my mothers death, I thought it may help me with this situation. Except I don't want to forget you. You were the love of my life, Castle. Why does everyone I love die? Is there something wrong with me? Am I cursed? That what you would say in one of your theories – that I am cursed.
Castle, please reply to me. I don't know how you could reply but do. Well I do know how, be alive. Come through the front door and be alive. That is it. That is all you have to do. BE ALIVE! I need you.
Love from Kate.
P.S. Please be alive. Don't do this to me Castle. Just come back – please.
