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dear james potter,

i'm afraid.

the dark lord is anything but kind, and he has already killed many in anger. i fear i may be next.

i wish i could tell you what he was doing, i want to help you stop him, but you will lose your life, and i am not willing to watch that happen.

i still hate myself for letting us go as far as we did. it was wrong of me to think that what we had was real because clearly it wasn't. you didn't care, i was just a plaything. something for you to have while you were waiting for evans to come around and whenever she did, you would throw me away.

evans was always the better option, wasn't she? she's beautiful, she looks kind. does she give you butterflies?

i hope you're happy, just not like how you were with me. it's selfish of me to say, i know, but i just can't let you go.

evans seems great, but is she better?

i wish you both the best, really. you say you love her, but you said that to me, too. i hope you think of me fondly when you're with her.

i love you james, even if that seems kind of cheesy.

love,
R.A.B.

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