Love letter to Caroline
My beloved Caroline,
I've been sitting here by my desk for a couple of hours now and I've come to realize, that for someone who always has something to say, I find myself speechless for the first time. Elijah was always the most eloquent of the two of us.
I remember the time when men would pick up a quill and elegantly write their undying love for a woman. I used to make fun of those men. Now I admire them, for I've been holding this pen for too long, unable to write you.
It's not that I don't know what to say, it's just that it's too much and I don't know where to begin. And how do I open up without looking like a fool after being this miserable, loveless creature? It's a challenge, but for you, my love, no challenge will get in my way.
Let me start from the beginning.
I remember when I met you, and I curse the moment I set my eyes on you because those weren't my eyes, but Alaric's. I just wasn't expecting walking in and find such beautiful woman with so much spunk, like kids say these days. They're should have been my eyes, Caroline. And that makes me realize how incredibly selfish I am when it comes to you.
Then my family's ball came and that night changed everything for me. I didn't want to fall in love with you, I wasn't supposed to, but I did. And it hurt, oh Caroline it hurt so much, longing for someone to be with me so much, I longed your company and your love more than breaking the curse and becoming a hybrid. And that scared me.
I wasted my day away and now I have to run, looks like the vampires are decided to either get bit by werewolves or by killed by their very impatient king. But fear not, my love, for I promise I will write you often. Expect a letter from me every now and then. It's the least I could do after receiving your affections.
Yours, truly.
K.M.
