Chapter Four: Tate
It takes me half an hour to make the normal five-minute walk to my office. I've stopped to talk to several people and now I'm standing outside the house that is my office. Everything looks fine from the outside. A tree is knocked down beside the house but so far so good. I head inside and everything looks okay in the reception area. I head into my office and open the door. Whelp, this room was not so lucky. Apparently, I left the window open in here. The file cabinet is knocked over on the floor. There is a skateboard impaled in my computer monitor, papers are everywhere and soaking wet, and my workbooks are strewn about. The only thing undamaged is my desk chair, which is only a bit wet from the rain.
I make my way towards the reception area where the landline phone is. I promised Annabelle and Savanah I'd let them know how things were. I stop myself just as my hand reaches the receiver. I realize that I don't want to call them. What I really want to do is go back to the bookstore and help Annabelle there. I can't explain the sudden pull I have towards her, but having my arms wrapped around Annabelle felt so good and right.
Remembering the letters, I go back to my desk and open the drawer where I keep them. All the letters are there, just a little damp. I scoop them up and head out to a chair in the waiting room. Sitting down I grab a random envelope and rip it open.
Dear Tate,
I know you're probably not opening any of my letters but I can't seem to stop myself from writing to you. Every day I've regretted my decision to call off the wedding. When I learned that my mom was dying from cancer, I panicked. It all happened moments from when I was supposed to leave for the country club. To this day I can only imagine how much I hurt you with that voice mail and by sending Prue to cancel everything. Just know that if I could go back and do it all again, well, I would choose to do things differently. I'm still not sure we would've been married that day, but I would've found a way to talk to you so that we could make a plan together, instead of just pushing you away. I'm so very sorry for hurting you. I miss you more than you will ever know.
I will love you forever, Annabelle
I fold the letter and return it to the envelope. My chest aches at the memory of that day. I've spent a long time being angry at Annabelle. When Amy died, I talked to my mom about the whole situation. It was the first time I had talked about it with anyone. My mom listened and let me speak and vent. When I was finished she took my hands in hers and told me that I was her son and she loved me and only wanted me to be happy. She said that while I smile it no longer reaches my eyes the way it once did with Annabelle and she asked me if I was sure there was no way I could forgive her and try to rebuild the relationship we once had.
Originally, I thought there was no way I could forgive her. She cut me so deep that day. But when I was holding Annabelle in the basement today I realized how much I've missed her. That maybe, just maybe, we can find a way through this mess. I just know that if something awful had happened to Annabelle today, I would've regretted not forgiving her.
I take the rest of the letters and head outside to my truck. It's got a few dents in it from debris hitting it during the storm but otherwise, it's all good. I place the letters in the truck so I can take them home with me later. I decide to heel-toe it back to the bookstore and see if I can help the women with the mess the storm has left them.
When I get back down to Main street, there are many people outside, along with a throng of first responders. Firetrucks, ambulances, and police litter the streets. I see Savanah and Annabelle together at a patio table. Annabelle is bandaging a woman's arm and making a sling for her.
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Broken Hearts
RomanceAnnabelle and Tate thought they had the perfect relationship. Their romance was the stuff fairy tales were made of...until the day of the wedding. Annabelle's mother collapses just before the wedding and is rushed to the hospital. When Annabelle is...