Lucifer,
Don't laugh at me, I rewrote this over three times. I know it's stupid, passing notes, but I can't NOT communicate with you. Not when I know where you are.
It's been a week here. A very, very long week. I'm not going to lie and say I haven't been emotional. Getting back into work has been tough, but throwing myself at my work is what I do in situations like this. People are wondering where you went to. I don't know what to tell them. Ella seems sad. She wanted to share with you that she's had a breakthrough and is back on speaking terms with "The Big Guy." Dan is angry. He's always angry these days. I think he's seeing a therapist though, so that's good. Maybe I should see a therapist.
Maze is...well, you can imagine. I think she experienced a wider range of emotions when she found out that you left her than she'd ever experienced before. Needless to say, she's been distant but I know she's all over your nephew, Charlie, so she'll recover.
Will I recover? I don't know. Trixie knows something is wrong. She's eluded to you but never come outright and mentioned your name. She's one hell of a smart kid. She called me "mom" yesterday instead of "mommy." It was a strange experience.
I don't know why I'm writing you all of this. Do the everyday matters of your friends seem trivial compared to ruling over Hell? I know you didn't go there seeking happiness or fulfillment. I just hope that you've found an escape. God (this word was crossed out) I know it's pointless but I'm trying to figure out a way to put this right. I feel like this is my fault with the prophecy Father Kinley spoke about... Especially if what you said to me was true. I wish there was a way I could take it all back. No, that's not true. I wouldn't take our time back if somebody paid me your wealth for it.
(The writing was getting smaller as the back of the page was almost completely full)
I miss you. I love you. I hope you'll write back. If nothing else, keep this and know I'm doing somewhat okay. I hope you are doing better.
Yours,
Chloe
