It was a letter, worst case scenario, risk of a paper cut.
But if I re-corked it against the elements, how would you have gotten this out to read?
Geoffrey was surprised to feel pain in his cheeks. He reached up to touch them, and damn if he wasn’t smiling, smiling hard. It soon faded.
I’d rather not reveal myself just yet. We are acquainted. And I’ve seen you cry. It broke my heart. I’m sorry—for so many things. Mostly I’m sorry for all of your heartbreak and the idea that because of it, you have closed yourself off. Do you not believe in second chapters? Second chances? New beginnings? I sure am hoping for one.