Chapter 224 The Letter

• Our lovemaking kept us up for hours, well past midnight. It was the most amazing sex I had ever had, even with Andrew. It made my heart ache with guilt and conflict by the time Andrew finally fell asleep.
• As soon as Andrew’s snoring assured me that Andrew was truly asleep, I slipped out of his arms and quietly got dressed. I then found a piece of paper and a pen and sat down in one of the loveseats to start writing.
• I wrote and rewrote the letter more times than I could count. Nothing sounded quite right, and nothing resonated with how I truly felt. I finally settled on something passable: