Chapter 62

• ‘The only reason I am writing you this short letter is to ask for your forgiveness. I never saw myself as the kind of person who would let a love - or the misinterpretation of it - poison her to the degree that she believed everyone wanted to break it. You told me that only pain could teach me, my heart beats in it, I feel his kisses clinging to my cheeks, I have cried so much I can almost swim in the sea of my own misfortune. Forgive me if I doubted you, Sofia. There is no justification for me, but perhaps, now I understand what happened. I always felt excluded, from everything, from everyone... although I had had partners before, they all ended up failing me, I never considered myself a person to love, and when that blond with the beautiful face and soft lips told me he loved me, I went crazy, because finally someone had not rejected me, but how deluded I was to believe that I could be happy for the first time in my life with a man. I don't want to go into details, because my throat can't take even one more sob, but you were right; I was just another doll in his dollhouse. And very late I understood the truth behind your warnings, he hurt me, physically he hurt me... it's a long story, and I think as I write, I lost again the direction I want to take in this letter... I want to ask your forgiveness for being blind to an obvious truth. I would like right now to go to where you live and talk, but I don't have the time, I will leave this city, this state... I think the remoteness can cure my heartbreak. It has taken all the willpower I have not to go to Leonardo's, I heard he had a horrible accident, right now I cry thinking about it, because I know... I'm stupid, but I can't help feeling bad; not long ago, that was the man I gave everything for. And despite not being the first to hurt my heart, I think the mark he has left there, is indelible, something gives me the feeling that it will take me too long to get Leonardo White out of my head, but as I said... I hope that distance can cure my ills. Maybe you are not interested, but I will go with my friend Liam, the one I told you about several times, he was the only one who gave me support so I wouldn't collapse, and he is the only one who still does... I hope I can recover my fragments soon. I don't know for sure when I will return to this state, or if I will return at all..., but you are the best friend I have ever had in my life, and I hope you can forgive me, for letting myself be blinded by love, a love that ended up breaking me so much that I may never be able to rebuild myself’.
• A tear slid down her face. Sofia finished reading the letter, a tremulous expression crossed her face, she had the idea of going to Emma's, but the chances of her being there, according to her letter, were nil. She had so many doubts, very few answers, and the bitter feeling that Leonardo had harmed one more, tormented her. She had heard the news from Leonardo that very day, and within minutes had opened that letter which filled her with enormous sadness, she didn't know how to feel... she walked to her couch, sitting there and dialing Emma's number.
• "I'm not here right now, but leave me your message, if you're going to collect any debts from me, this is not my number!" came the pre-recorded audio with Emma's sweet voice, she had recorded that three years ago, before she met Leonardo, before her heart and her life was scarred.