Dearest Shane,
I am writing this to you for one simple reason; I never truly told you what really happened that night. I never got a chance. We never speak about those times. You see, I think that you were afraid that I would break down again. I can't really remember much about the time when I got amnesia, but I do remember before.
I overdosed, Shane, I overdosed on anti-depressants and it wasn't by accident. I lost my baby Shane. Our baby. And I hate myself so much. No-one was their to comfort me. No-one knew about the baby. It was only two weeks old and I killed it. I didn't mean to. But I felt so bad, that I,
I didn't know what to do.
It wasn't your fault Shane. I just wanted someone to blame. Someone to blame for everything. That's why I left you the note. I hate that note. I regret ever leaving it.
I'm so sorry. I love you. Forgive me Shane. I'm sorry for not telling you and I'm sorry for losing the baby and I'm sorry for blaming you and I'm sorry for leaving the note and I'm sorry for overdosing. If I could change the past I would. I just had to tell you.
Your's forever and ever and ever.
Mitchie,
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There :) This story is finally over and done with. I'm still working on the first chapter of the sequel. The whole idea is planned out and everything, but I can't seem to get it started =[ But when the sequel does come out, it will be completely different to this, with only a few ideas carried over. This chapter's dedicated to everyone who wondered what happened to Mitchie, I just had to tell y'all. I was just looking at all my Story Stats, and this is my one with most hits, alerts, favourites and reviews, which surprised me, cause it was my least favourite one. I think The Colours Of My Heart is better... Anyways, I hope that you all liked it, and tell me what you think, and wether it was what you expected! And by the way, Shane didn't know about Mitchie's miscarriage.
Cheese.
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