Chapter 14
I didn’t ask much
At least I believe that Bianca would not deceive me when it comes to matters of life and death.
Knowing her personality, if she didn’t speak, it must be because someone prevented her from doing so.
Why did I need to force myself to ask?
“Bianca, come with me to visit Grandma, please.”
The old person was really greatly frightened.
When we were there, she was still asleep, murmuring, “Sienna, run quickly, don’t hit Sienna.”
My tears burst out instantly, gently falling onto her blanket, trembling all over as I cried.
Bianca stood by, hesitating to speak several times, but in the end, she didn’t say anything…
Until the day I was discharged from the hospital, she hesitated for a long time before handing me a letter.
“This was written by Brayden, he asked me to give it to you.”
I didn’t hesitate and took it over casually.
“Sienna, you really didn’t go back to the Collier family, did you?”
“Well, without my mother there, it hasn’t been my home for a long time. I planned to take my grandmother abroad.”
“My grandmother helped me contact a renowned foreign design master, and they agreed to take me as their apprentice. It just so happened that I took her along to relax”
Bianca didn’t try to stop me, she just gently hugged me.
“Sienna, I supported you in whatever you wanted to do, but don’t forget, Byrock still has me. You are not alone, remember to come back!”
1 nodded eagerly, looking into her gentle eyes, feeling that this usually carefree childhood friend of mine had grown up overnight.
On the plane flying abroad, I covered the sleeping Isabela with a blanket before pulling out the excessively thick letter from my bag.
Opening it, I realized that… this doesn’t seem like Brayden’s handwriting
Although he was careless and casual, he could actually write beautifully with a powerful and fluent style. However, the handwriting in this letter is crooked and messy, like that of an elementary school student, or even a wealt elementary school student…
I put in a lot of effort to recognize all the characters above.
“Sienna, suddenly I remembered that I haven’t written you a letter in almost ten years‘
Ironically, when I was a child, I used to watch period dramas and always fantasized about writing a marriage letter to you when I grew up, becoming a married couple and growing old together. How wonderful and dreamy it was… Sienna, I’m sorry.
I think, in the long days of the past, I had forgotten the promises I made when I was young. “Love” is an easy word to say, and the word “affection” is never lacking in the vows of young people, but please believe me, fifteen–year–old Brayden was sincere.
In the past, I always felt that we would definitely end up together, so I didn’t need to care about those details. I loved you, I knew, and that was enough… So, Sienna, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for the past decade, and I’m sorry… to my fifteen–year–old self. I think I was completely wrong in the end. But how lucky I am that on the day we were destined to part ways, amidst the raging flames, I found my heart and courage to love you like I did when I was fifteen. “Sienna, I wish you happiness, I wish you strength, I wish you soaring, I wish you – never to encounter a foolish lover like me again. Goodbye, Sienna ” In the middle of the letter, there was a stock transfer agreement, which had been wetted by tears that I had unknowingly shed.
