★Noah★
I stared at the envelope in my hands as my fingers gripped the delicate parchment with such force that it threatened to tear it apart. The ink was slightly smudged from the rain, but there was no mistaking the handwriting. It was Marcia’s. My pulse seemed to pound in my ears as I finally and carefully tore open the envelope. Anastasia moved closer as I removed the letter as carefully as I could. My eyes scanned the page quickly and each word sliced through me like a dagger. The more I read, the more my world crumbled around me. It wasn’t just a letter. It was a confession. A farewell. A self-inflicted death sentence. It was a suicide letter.
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To my dearest brother mine,
There are no words vast enough to carry the weight of my guilt, and no sorrow deep enough to measure my regre
