Brenda ate pizza with Giovanni and then took out the envelope she didn't get to read earlier during school.
It read:
Instead of thinking of numbers in math class, I think about your eyes and your smile and just you. It's ok though, because I would much rather think of you. Each day I think of you. Even my favorite songs turn into songs about you. Your my everything. P.s. I might be failing math because of you, but it's okay. Love comes with a cost huh.
-yours truly
Brenda showed the envelope to Giovanni.
"Another one?" he asked.
It was another one, a wonderful other one.
YOU ARE READING
Ten Envelopes
Short StoryOne note, two note, three note and more notes from anonymous. *A/N: This story is pretty cheesy! Be warned lol * Amazing cover by @mara_cleia
