Page 114 of Despair


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That last bit was punctuated with a warning look cast at Liza and Wyatt. They must have been the ones who’d taken their grief out at the Sinners.

“I tried to stop them,” Daisy blurted. “They said they wanted to prove to me that I was loved. I’m sorry. It’s my fault.”

“It’s not your fault. They’d been planning this for a while.” Parker gestured at the unopened letters. “We got back and found a letter on each of our pillows. Mary’s handwriting was on the envelopes.”

Daisy frowned. “I never got one.”

Axel pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to her. “I wanted to wait until we were here.”

As Daisy’s fingers wrapped around the seemingly innocuous white paper, her heart rate spiked.

“What does it say?” she whispered.

“We don’t know,” Parker replied. “We all wanted to open our letters together. You don’t have to read it aloud, but… if anyone does want to, we’re here too. Come on.”

Wyatt, Sloan and Tony carried the tray of tea and cake to the living room. Parker and Axel started walking to join them, but Daisy couldn’t move.

“Wait!” she said. “There’s something you all should know before we open the letters.”

When all eyes were on her, she moved closer so they could see and hear her better.

“Unlike you all, I can also sense my sin’s opposing virtue,” she said. “For me, that meant any time someone felt hope or joy, I felt a tickle of butterflies in my stomach. Two gates opened. In one, I sensed only sin. But in the other, in the gate Mary and Flint walked into, I sensed only joy and hope.” She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. “I think it’s important you should all know they’re in a good place.”

Sniffles and nods were her answer, but no words. She felt the same way. Liza distributed the envelopes back to their original owners. Once Daisy sat on the floor with Axel at her back, and everyone else was settled, they all began opening their letters.

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