Hello my darling. What a beautiful rose you sent me. It’s so delicate and fragrant. Did it make you think of me? Do you think that I am a delicate flower, so easily torn to pieces? Apparently you also think that I’m weak.
I read your letter… darling. I read every last desperate word out of your lying mouth. You do have a way with words. I’ve saved all of your letters. They were precious to me. And this last one is precious to me because it’s a reminder to never allow another man to take advantage of me or insult me. Oh yes, so good with words. “If you would accept my proposal, I would be the happiest man who ever did live.” It’s sad that you’ll never know what true happiness with me is.
In tearing up this letter, I show you what I think of your words: flowery and meaningless… just like this rose. You thought you could spend a few dollars and all would be right? You’re so arrogant. “I think of the way the light played across your hair, highlighting the copper as precious shiny pennies. And, if I may be so bold, I think about your ample breasts and pink nipples moving ever so slightly against my gentle touch. I cannot erase you from my mind.” How interesting.
My darling, I owe you nothing. One day I will wrap these milky breasts another man’s cock, but you… you will never feel them again. You think that I am fragile. I am not fragile at all. I will heal and move on, and the next man I allow to touch me will be so much better than you. Now you will spend the rest of your days thinking of me, pining over me, wishing you had not been so arrogant and foolish. You think that I will come crawling back to you, but I never will. You will dre.am of me for the next 50 years.
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