Amoria
Chapter 2- Truth
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My mind was reeling, until a curious Elizabeth asked; "Well, Amoria, what does it say?" I just looked up at her with my mouth hung open for once in my life I was speechless. Before anyone could protest I turned and ran up to the room I shared and collapsed on the bed, reading and rereading the letter; craving, regretting, wanting, absorbing every word and every letter:
Amoria,
If you're reading this I am no longer among the living, but I made a promise and as always I intend on keeping it, no matter if I'm alive or dead. Amoria, my dear Amoria, you are the product of a Swann and a Sparrow.
I know what you're thinking; how? Do you remember as a little child listening to all those stories of Captain Jack Sparrow? Of course you do. So I know you also remember the story about how he got back his beloved Pearl and how he was marooned on an island with a young girl. Well, Amoria those were not just stories and you, dearie, are the product of that night. I know this has probably come as a great shock to you and I'm sorry you had to find out this way.
Love you always,
Laura Humelee
There was a knock on my door.
"Amoria are you ok?" It was Will.
"Please just go away!" I pleaded. How could I bear to tell him who I was?
"Look I just want to talk about what has made you so upset, so I'm coming in now." Was his reply.
"No! Please I just need some time to think; ALONE!" I begged.
I heard a sigh from the other side of the door. "Ok you can stay in there."
"Thank you." I replied, truthfully.
I avoided Elizabeth for two days now and I fear it is time to face the truth, for I know her maiden name was Swann. After I finished my work; just to stall the inevitable; I head to Elizabeth and Will's bed chamber. I placed a light knock on the door.
"Yes?" comes Elizabeth voice. I took a deep breath and stated
"It's me; may I please come in and talk to you?"
"Amoria!! Please come in!!" her voice a little too cheery for my taste at the moment. I enter the room and shut the door quickly. "So what did you want to talk about?" she asks. Slowly I pull out the letter and place in her lap without a word. Without hesitation she picks it up and slowly examines its contents. Then she looks up from the letter to me, a mixture of disbelief, sadness, and terror etched on her face, but me I'm one of those people who are good at hiding their feelings; except in extreme circumstances; sadly this qualified as extreme so I had a look of uncertainty and fear. We both stared at each other for what felt like hours; no one saying anything; just silence.
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