All Chapters of Letter to Laura George: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Laura The whistling sound of the kettle brought me back to my reality and I sighed. I turned the stove off and made a cup of coffee as I was going to need all the energy I could get today. The thought of going to work broke my heart into a million pieces. Aside from the fact that Peter wasn’t the best co-worker to work with, especially when you are having a hard time with life as it is, working three different jobs just to pay off some loan isn’t better either. On days when I wasn’t bullied to stay the shift with Peter, I’d be working my ass off as a doordash delivery lady or freelancing when I need to lay my head to rest. Life is tough. I sipped the coffee, almost forgetting it was scorching hot and ended up burning my tongue and throat. “Son of a…!” I groaned before dropping the cup and a stomping sound came from my ceiling followed by a voice. The apartment above me had been empty for God knows how long since the rent was enough to buy a villa on an Island wher

Laura I was treading a path of ruin or wealth or good will come to those who wait. I have been waiting all my life and this might be the good coming to me. My skin was burning inside and my eyes were itching. My blood rushed through my veins and was pumped heavily by my heart. My tongue felt twisted and my head felt as though it was about to burst. All of these were my allergy reactions. I was allergic to seafood. I had to do it. I had to make him believe I was who he thought I was. After seeing him sit before me, looking like money itself. Stepping into a fancy restaurant with a fancy atmosphere made me realize there was more to life than working at the diner. He looked good. Exceptionally good. He looked even better than his words in that letter. The grey suit looked absolutely gorgeous on him. The way his hair was combed backwards. The way his teeth glistened under the bright lights. The colour of his eyes almost matching his blue tie. His height, almost compet

Adlan “Marry me. Marry me, Laura George.” I said the words. I hadn't planned to but staring into her bright eyes gave me the certainty I wanted. I had no idea if that was a great thing to do or if I was going crazy but I said it still. She stared into my eyes and creased her eyebrow as though she had heard me wrong. “What?” “I know it seems too early. I know we haven’t gotten to any point in love to think of marriage. Fuck! We haven’t even started dating and it's insane to propose marriage now but what’s more insane is how I feel about you. I…” She yanked her hands from my grip and glared at me. “Adlan…” she shook her head in uncertainty, disbelief evident in her countenance. She ruffled her hair before she spoke again. “This is insane.” “Yes. It is. I’m insane. I have no idea what’s going on with me. I can’t even think straight and Laura, we’ve only met for a couple of days now.” “It's all fake. The feeling you feel now, it isn’t real.” “You don’t know that

Laura I twirled and turned in bed, stretching at full length before slowly opening my eyes which was met by the stinging ray of sunlight that had found its way through the little opening of my curtain. I squinted my eyes before turning away from the sun and sleeping on my side. I stared blankly ahead with a glimmer of sleep still hovering over me while my mind juggled back to the previous night. He had just presented his heart in his hands, offering them to me without remorse or holding back. He wouldn't even think twice as to this offering if it was a great choice or otherwise, he just plainly trusted me with his all. I have never imagined myself in a situation like this; a situation where I would have all of my thoughts wafting all about a man—a man I had lied to. I quickly felt a pang of guilt but I was too selfish to dwell in that feeling. Adlan loved me, at least, he has shown to love me within just a few days. Even when I had tried to be nonchalant about his feel

Laura He sat on the bed with his loose tie and his ruffled shirt. He stared at nothing in particular, making sure not to meet my gaze as I stood in front of him. He rubbed his knuckles and twirled his wrist as if preparing for another fight and I sighed, causing him to look up at my face. His gaze held emotions similar to disgust and anger but it wasn't directed at me but at the guy from earlier. But why? "Are you gonna say something or you're just gonna keep staring?" "You don't get to speak to me in such manner!" his voice was stern, different from what I have come to get used to. "What do you mean?" I asked with a frown and he blinked away, still twirling his wrist. "Does that hurt?" I asked, staring down at his busted hand. "Does it matter?" he got up from the bed and walked towards the door. "What's up with you, Adlan? I don't get what exactly this attitude is for!" he stopped before turning back to face me abruptly. His look hardened as he walked closer