Cynthia's POV
I reread every word of the letter a thousand times, trying to detect Arther's real thoughts in the short, jumbled pages. When he wrote about me, he did not explain that the other hero of the story was himself, but referred to him as a friend, which was not true. Of course, I thought about it, and maybe this untruthfulness was my own perception, Arther's true perception of me... Maybe so.
He seemed to trust Carlotta, and I was a little jealous of the identity, so I wrote back to him out of curiosity. I wanted to know what he really thought of Cynthia. Was it because, as I thought, he had a bit of heart for me?
Even though I knew it would never be possible between him and me, I still wanted to find a way out for my feelings.
The letters didn't return as quickly as they shou
