So this one is the reason I even wrote Invisible, but then I forgot to include it. When I remembered, it was me with a toothbrush in my mouth doing dramatic chest heaves. And here we are, an hour from my last exam. xD
xx. return to sender
She has a vanity table.
On that vanity table, in front of the mirror that tells the truth and coats it in lies, beside the foundation that hides her fears and underneath the face creams that moisturize and suffocate her, there is an envelope.
Inside of that envelope, there is a letter. Not paper, but thick, white, cream-coloured card, with an apology written in unsympathetic calligraphy. I'm sorry I can't be better. Also inside of that envelope, with the letter, is a tube of bright pink mascara.