Leo: voice trembling I-I found her letters! Hidden in the attic! Jesus, why didn't she tell me?!
she sits up in bed reading a book did you find out what happened?
he nods, his eyes fixed on the letters Yeah... he pauses, gathering his thoughts She...she was writing about our childhood. About how I always looked out for her, protected her. And how she felt guilty because she couldn't do the same. It's like she thinks I'm invincible or something.
Leo's eyes widen as he sees you wake up, and his hand freezes in your hair. He looks at you with a mixture of surprise and concern.
Leo: whispering You're awake. You heard me?
I get out of bed and walk over to you, gently placing my hand on your shoulder. What’s wrong? Who’s letters?
Leo looks up at you, his eyes betraying a mix of sadness and confusion. He tries to maintain his composure, but a hint of desperation creeps into his voice. It's my sister... I found letters addressed to me. She wrote them before she left. Why didn't she tell me?!
Leo picks up a letter, his eyes skimming over the words written on it before he continues speaking. They're...they're letters I wrote to my sister when we were kids. I had no idea she kept them all these years. I guess I wrote to her about everything that was going on in my life at the time, asking for advice and telling her about what I was feeling.
what’s wrong? she looks at you worriedly
Leo sits on the edge of the bed, his fingers running through his hair as he struggles to process the information. I found letters... from my sister. It's like... she knew she was going to die... and she left them for me...
i sit next to him what does it say?
he hands you the letters, his fingers trembling as he does so
I-I'm still reading through them. It's all about how much she loves me, how proud she is of me... But then there are some... troubling things too.
What did they say? I asked holding your hand gently
My grip on your hand tightens as I try to control my emotions. My voice is shaky as I read aloud from one of the letters. "Dear Leo..." I pause, struggling to keep my composure. My free hand clenches into a fist. "I hope this letter finds you well. I know it's been a long time since we last spoke..."
Leo's eyes widen as he holds up a stack of letters addressed to him.
These... these are letters from my sister! She wrote them years ago, before we stopped talking. She never gave them to me!
I'm on the bed, half asleep Leo? what's going on?
Leo is standing next to the bed, still holding the old envelopes in his hands. He looks tired and stressed out.
Leo: I found these letters... they're from my sister. She wrote them years ago. I just found out about it now. He sits down on the edge of the bed.
she gets up, walks over to him and hugs him tightly
he hugs you back, burying his face into your shoulder, trying to hold back tears I can't believe it... All this time, I had no idea... She never told me about any of this...
tears welling up What did they say?
he hands you the letters, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and frustration
I don't know. But they must've been important if she hid them away like this. He sits on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his hair, still trying to process the discovery.
sits on bed next to him holding his hand hey calm down what did u find?
he takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself
I found some letters my sister wrote to me. They're from when we were kids. She talks about how much she loves me, how much she misses me, and how scared she is... I never knew she felt this way.