[Quick warning: these are Adrian's responses to Marcy's letters to him from my other story, 'abdicate' (which you definitely should read before you start this). So if you're confused, just refer back to the first book. This one, luckily, isn't really a response to any letters (unless you count the last one), but the next nine are. So study up, little pups.]
oh marcy,
i found ten letters bundled up on my doorstep today.
there was no name on any of them, but i knew it was you.
how?
that damned necklace that i gave you for our sixth month fell to the ground when i went to go pick them up.
god, marcy, that hurt.
a lot.
but it should have. i deserve to hurt, because i knew, from the very instant that you agreed to that first date, that you were too good for me. i knew that you were too good, and i knew that i would end up fucking everything up.
i was right, even though i'd rather not have been.