I sat in the room that was once Aaron and I's. It had been just today I had heard the news from my brother, Alexander. Alexander was the only person I could trust in this world. Aaron, I thought I could. But he proved me wrong. Aaron came into the room. He saw me and panicked.
"[n-name]?!" He asks. "Are you ok?!"
"No, Aaron.." I say. "I'm not.."
"What happened?!"
"You did." I spit out. He looked shocked. "Who is Theodosia?!"
Suddenly his gaze softens. "[n-name], I am so sorry-"
I cut him off. "I saved every letter you wrote me. From the moment I read them, I knew you were mine, you said you were mine, I thought you were mine...." I said. "Do you know what Alexander said when we saw your first letter arrive?
He said, 'Be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive."
No answer. "You and your words flooded my senses, your sentences left me defenseless.You built me palaces out of paragraphs, you built cathedrals." I continued. "I've re-read the letters you wrote me, I'm searching and scanning for answers, in every line, for some kind of sign. And when you were mine...the world seemed to burn....burn."
"[n-"
"You published the letters she wrote you!" I scream, standing. "You told the whole world how you brought this girl into our bed! In clearing your name, you have ruined our lives"
"I'm s-"
"Do you know what Alexander said when he read what you'd done?" I ask.
"What'd he say, huh?!"
"He said, 'You have married an idiot. He has flown too close to the sun.' " He instantly shut up."You and your words, obsessed with your legacy...your sentences border on senseless. And you are paranoid in every paragraph. How they perceive you...you, you, you!"
"Let me expla-"
"I'm erasing myself from the narrative." I said, not letting him say anything. "Let future historians wonder how [name] reacted when you broke [his/her/their] heart. You have torn it all apart. I am watching it burn. Watching it burn."
He didn't say anything. "The world has no right to my heart! The world has no place in our bed! They don't get to know what I said. I'm burning the memories. Burning the letters that might have redeemed you." I continued. "You forfeit all rights to my heart! You forfeit the place in our bed! You'll sleep in your office instead, with only the memories of when you were mine..."
The next words shocked him.
"I hope that you burn......."
