Unexpected

Chapter 84.

Albert's POV.

I wanted to see if the quotes Emily underlined were the same I emphasised on my example of Romeo and Juliet, when I spot a small folded paper between the pages when Count Paris is talking with the Capulet.

Dear Emily,

I've been thinking about letters recently, the real kind, and how it's terrible that nobody takes the time and honesty to write them anymore.

And so I decided to start one to you. And I'm going to write to you everyday for a long time, because I think I might be dangerously falling in love with you.

I know that is not enough though. I wish it would but it isn't when you are already in love with someone else.

I'm not giving up on you. At least not yet. Because I know that even loving Albert, you care for me. I know you do. You're simply lying to yourself when you deny it. It's okay. I just want you to know this is only the beginning.

I hope I won't scare you with my handwritten confession of my feelings. I just never could be brave enough to say them out loud.

I will see you soon,

Andrew

"Are you okay?" Emily asks me looking at me with confusion in her eyes.

"What the fuck is this?" My mouth is dry and my breath is shaking. My pulse is racing and my anger is boiling inside of me.

"Andrew gave me that when I visited him at the Hospital." She nervously says slowly approaching to me.

"You fucking kept it. Why?" I'm trying to swallow the anger clearly expressed on my tone but it's hard to do it when that bastard wrote some deep shit to my girl.

"I don't know, I just didn't think about it. Albert, that letter doesn't mean nothing to me. That's the reason I've never read it."

"I don't really give a shit if you've read it or not. You shouldn't even have gone there on the first place."

"I wouldn't had to, if you didn't broke his nose due to your sick jealousy!" Emily raises her tone with her hands on her hips.

"Damn it, Emily! I hate that fucking Andrew and I hate more the fact that he just won't give up on you! First I threat him, then I break his shitty nose, does he want me to do what? Kill him?! Is he that fucking stupid?!" My head is spinning and I'm honestly beginning to wonder just how much longer I can keep my cool.

"Albert, would you just calm down? It's only a letter that I've never read. He was only being nice and after all the bad things you've done to him, he continues to be nice with me with no spite towards you,"

"And how can you possible know that? Did you see him since he left the Hospital?"

"I.. I saw him yesterday."

My mouth falls open and I can't help but laugh at the irony of the situation. I feel a hole inside of me because it hurts, it hurts a fucking lot. And I hate that it hurts.

"While Sophia and I were at Raoul's yesterday before you arrived, he showed up and said a simple 'Hi' to us, then he left the restaurant and I didn't return to see him since then. That's all."

"That's all? You weren't going to tell me all of 'that' if I hadn't seen his stupid letter!"

"Yes I wouldn't tell you, because I know how jealous and possessive you get." She says with a frustrated tone siting on the edge of her bed.