To Nate Ashwood

Dear Nate,

How are you? I hope you're doing well. I'm doing alright, but by the end of this letter, I don't think you'll care very much.

Can you do something for me? This one thing, and after this, I'll never ask for anything ever again. Sit down before you read the rest, okay?

I did something. Something that I really shouldn't have, but I did anyway. I can say that it was a spur of a moment thing, but I don't think it'll matter to you. Because at the end of the day, I kissed Adria. I know that you two have something so special together, and I feel disgusting for putting myself before that, even for half a second.

I am so sorry, Nate. I hope you can forgive me, but I understand if you never want to see me again.


Marianne