Dear Arlando,
Kathleen began to read another one.
Today makes it about 1277 days... Three and a half years. Guess I'm officially a mathematician. But besides that, I think maybe I hate you, Arlando. If reading those words hurts you... Maybe I don't care. Because I feel like you should feel a fraction of the hurt I've felt. I'm so angry with you, Arlando. So angry. And if I never see you again, then maybe I don't care.
Still with love, or something like it,
Kathleen.
A lone tear ran down Kathleen's cheek as she watched the letter dissapear in the flames.
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2555 Days Without You || (One-Shot Competition Entry) √
Short StoryKathleen Ryburg has been beside herself since Arlando Cassa left to find home... The home that she believed was her. Now he's gone, she's left to pick up the broken pieces of her heart, and she doesn't know how to do that except through her writing...
