Harper Lawson — The Midnight Betrayal
He had trusted me before I knew how much that trust would cost to honor.
I went home and wrote a letter to the younger version of myself who had married Preston.
You were not foolish for loving someone.
You were not weak for hoping a difficult relationship could improve.
You made choices with the information you had.
Now you have different information.
Use it.
I read the letter twice, folded it and placed it in the same box as my parents’ photographs.
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