The First Heartache (15)

Jack was like a robot. He just did what he has to do, for his parents and sister to not worry.

One of those days, he started writing a letter. At first, it was a letter to Tara, but it became a letter to himself little by little.

Dear Jack,

You lost everything, everything? And now you have nothing! Do you know how pathetic that is? If you know it because you are the one who lives it, and while you slowly die, other people are fine. Why this had to happen to you?

I wrote that part above an hour ago, and I cried and thought, and now I want to tell you something else, friend. Do you remember that beautiful moment where she kissed you? It was something incredible right, and I want to ask you if you would change that moment if you knew the pain that it would bring now. It is difficult to decide for me too, it is difficult for me, but I assure you that the memory has not been tarnished. I know it is difficult. Now you have to repeat a