So I paid for rooms. I took money. I answered your questions incorrectly. And when you asked me directly, I still didn’t tell you.
That was a mistake.
I didn’t know how to explain it to you without changing the way you saw me.
I’m not looking for forgiveness. I just want you to know that it wasn’t about wanting another life. It’s because I was afraid to let you see this part of myself.
You did nothing wrong. You made your decision based on the truth you had. I hope that one day it will bring you peace.
I loved you in the best way possible.
— Troy
I didn’t cry right away.
I loved you in the best way possible.
I sat there, paper in hand, and let the words settle.
He had lied. That part hadn’t changed, but now I understood its form.
If only he had let me in instead of excluding me. How different our lives could have been.
I folded the letter and put it back in the envelope.
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