V. unrequited
Her heart did not belong to him; this was evident by the fifth letter she handed him.
"You're sure you don't mind giving this to Zack?" Aerith asked handing him another letter.
He nodded at the girl; he made a promise.
"Thank you Tseng, I don't know what I'd do without you."
Sometimes she would put flower petals inside the envelope. Sometimes the letters smelled like lilacs. Sometimes she wrote about her day; other times she wrote about how her heart ached for him to come home.
Tseng made a promise, but he was also human. After the thirty-third letter, he would just throw them away.
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