You hid the letter thinking the hardly ripped envelope would off-put wandering eyes. Hoping things would be easier as they settled within your occupied heart.
Little did you know, the battle began when you left the letter opener on the dining room table. Everyone knew something was up when you didn't turn up to announce how things were going.
So you holed up in your room painting by candle light, knowing you'd be better for it in the morning when no one else saw the tear stains dying the light behind your eyes. Don't worry, tomorrow will be better.
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