Chapter 49

My Dearest D'Andre,

I hope this letter finds its way to you, for it carries words too heavy for my heart to bear alone. In the quiet of this room, as I write these lines, my tears blur the ink, and the weight of my choices presses upon me like an unyielding burden.

Firstly, I want you to know that every word I pen is a piece of my soul, torn and fragile, meant only for your eyes. I wish I could say these words to you in person, looking into your eyes, feeling your presence beside me. But I find myself incapable of doing so, for fear that my resolve would shatter.

There's a part of our story that I've kept hidden for so long, D'Andre, and it's time I lay it bare. That summer we spent together was not just a fleeting moment of passion; it was a profound and life-altering experience for me.

I fell deeply in love with you during those sun-kissed days and starlit nights, under the canopy of a thousand whispered secrets. Our intimacy, both physical and emotional, forged a connection I ha