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Damn, they look so good together, it makes me jealous. Painfully so.
“Ooh, a letter.”
Dear Justine,
It’s hard to be away from you, in Afghanistan. I miss you so much.
Whoa, Owen wrote a love letter? That I can hardly believe. But I have the proof right here in front of me.
I keep thinking about our future, our children, our lives… that’s the only thing that’s stopping me from going crazy here.
I have to admit, it’s bad, worse than last time.
My heart hurts as I feel Owen’s pain in these words.
Who knew that Owen had so much depth?
But we will have that future, won’t we?
That’s what I keep thinking about even in the darkest hour.
You.
Just you.
What the hell happened to this woman and this relationship?
Looking at these words, it seems to be true love. The sort of love that only comes once in a lifetime.
Guilt floods through me. I feel like I’ve stepped in the middle of something I definitely shouldn’t have.
Owen and Justine areclearlymeant to be together, so what the hell is he doing fooling around with me?
I don’t want to lose Owen—the idea kills me—but I also don’t want to be the person to stand in the way of true love.
There are a few more letters, all of them breaking my heart into a million pieces. The love isn’t just one way. There are notes from Justine that suggest she’s just as in love with Owen as he is with her.
And who can blame her?
The idea of being so adored by someone is intoxicating. I would love it.
I’d love it more if it was Owen, but obviously he’s taken.
But then my fingers find something else.
Something that causes it all to make so much sense.
A death certificate for Justine.
Shit.
She died?
My heart breaks for Owen.
The love of his life passed away. No wonder he’s so grumpy.
Now I feel bad for prying and finding out things about Owen.
