Dear Edward,
I heard your voice. I got your message. You are right. I did promise you that I would keep myself safe. I made a promise to you, and I will keep it. I owe it to you, after one of the happiest summers a person could have.
It was those guys, do you remember? No, it might not have been them. I can't remember. But they reminded me of you, that night, after you saved me, do you remember? My body just went to them, I think. I wasn't my fault, love. I wanted to ask them if they remembered you, that's all. I just wanted to remember and pretend that you'd come racing down the street in your silver, shiny Volvo.
Your voice… oh, I'm crazy. I'm so crazy. I hear voices. Isn't that the mark of insanity? Please come back. Please tell me to be safe again.
I'm sorry, again. I'm sorry I inconvenienced you. I feel bad, mostly for that last week.
I feel other things too, I think. I feel stupid, self-pitying, pathetic…
I'm sorry. I'm used to being able to tell you anything. Old habits and all that. I'm sorry.
Bella