I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to just disappear there, but I didn’t know what to say.
It’s finally over. A large part of me doesn’t believe it, but I can feel in my soul that it’s true. I’m no longer cursed, and my baby can have the life my family has dreamed of for generations.
But that’s not why I’ve asked you to come back. I know I could have send you a letter, called you or otherwise gotten a message to you, but it didn’t seem appropriate.
I want to thank you. My life has been a lonely one. People have always avoided me, so when you showed up at my door with my ad in hand I couldn’t have been happier.
I was suspicious, too. I was afraid you’d think I’m insane, that you would run away from me. But you didn’t. You stayed, and you listened to the story of my family.
I’m sorry I trapped you here, but I didn’t think I had a choice. I was willing to do whatever it takes. When Sosostra showed up on my doorstep in the middle of the story I had no idea who she was. I didn’t know she was around, and watching me. I had no idea she was waiting for the right moment. Please believe me when I say that I didn’t want to sacrifice you. You have every right to judge me, but what would you have done had you been in my situation? I could end the suffering of generations upon generations of people. You know now what the curse was capable off. I had to decide between your lives, and that of countless other people.
I’m sorry I dragged you into this, but I’m also not sorry at all.
Thank you for listening to me. I’m sorry if I’ve dragged my feet a little here and there, I appreciate that you stuck with me regardless.
Thank you for being here. Thank you for making me feel loved for the first time since my mother died. For the first time since Gabriel.
I honestly don’t know what I’ll do now, but for the first time in my life I have options. My child will have options.