Chapter 3. Cold.

Susan stepped into the car, shivering, but there was no wind. It was actually sunny outside, so why did she feel so cold? She knew why. Because that old cook who had died, had been her friend, because that rich professor, had cared for her. Because that wonderful old man, had died.

Susan stared at the road that lay before her and tears fell from her face. The asphalt sea that lay before her, no matter how vast it would be, could never lead her back to the warmth that she had once felt resting in her heart, the warmth of love.

Now all she felt was the cold of loss, the iciness of hate and the piercing pain of bitterness. She wanted to get away, to run, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't forget the last words he had last said to her. "I pity you Susan." She wiped a tear away, and now she pitied herself.

After what seemed like an eternity, they arrived at the mansion, Susan looked up and did something she hadn't done in a long time. Smile. She walked in, and watched the people walk in and out as quickly as they could. They had obviously just come for courtesy. But Susan hadn't. She knew she had endured the long drive with Aria to be here for a purpose.

Susan walked in and saw Mrs.Macready standing by the door greeting the guests. They made eye contact for a moment, then Mrs.Macready walked towards Susan, handing her an envelope.

"I don't think you deserve it, but someone must love you very much" she said, then she walked back to her previous spot. Susan stared down at the letter. It had her name delicately written upon it in gold. Susan turned, Aria was staring at her expectantly.

"Well open it damnit!" Aria said loudly, gesturing towards the letter.

Susan would have rather opened it alone, but she knew there was no escaping Aria's wrath, so she opened the letter, and cried again.

My Dearest Susan,

I know not of if you shall ever read this letter, but I hope that the good that brought you to receive this letter is real. I am old Susan, and I shall die soon. But I want you to have everything you can. You are such a beautiful young girl Susan, no, I apologize, you are a ravishing young woman, with a passion in her soul that never dies. My only wish for you is that you take what I give you, and use it well.

You see Susan, life is a funny thing really. Life is too long for those who hurt, too short, for those who fear. Too slow for those who grieve, and too quick for those who enjoy. But for those who love, life is an eternity. And all I ask of you Susan, is that you live you're life well, and that you accept my apology for saying that I pity you. But truly Susan, I still do, but I admire you also.

It takes great strength to care about those you love, but an even greater strength is required not to. I wasn't always a weak old man Susan, but I ask that you be weak, just this once, and remember.

Love, Prof. Diggory Kirk.

Susan folded up the letter and returned it into the envelope, and noticed that there was another paper inside, and a key. Susan opened up the paper and her jaw dropped as she read the words. She was completely speechless.

"HOLY SH 600,000 pounds!" Aria yelled in shock. "God Susan, you must've made this man happy!" Aria said, snatching the deed out of Susan's hand.

Susan stared at the key; it was a very sharp key that slightly resembled a scalpel. And she knew exactly which door it opened. She thundered up the stairs, turning left, then right. And finally, there stood a door. One that she had seen before, and one she thought she would never see again. She withdrew the key, inserted it, and then held her breath.

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