Page 133 of Eternally Yours
Dear Cecilia,
Everyone has been telling me that I need to give you space. That me sending you messages and voicemails every day isn’t giving you the time that you need. That it might make it harder for you to figure out where we go from here.
I thought they were wrong. I didn’t want to believe that they could be right. My intentions were never to confuse you. I just wanted to feel close to you, and I didn’t want you to think I had given up.
But now, I realize that maybe there is some truth to their words. That maybe I need to take a step back and let you decide what you truly want without interference. It took me some time to come to this decision, to tell myself it was the right thing to do.
So here I am, writing my last message to you.
Teardrops fall over the letter, and I quickly dab at it with a tissue from the box sitting by the chair. I lift the sheet in the air and away from my rapidly falling tears.
I know what you’re thinkingright now, and you’re wrong. This isn’t a goodbye. It will never be a goodbye. Because the truth is, Minnie, I could never let you go, even if I tried.
You are the single best thing to have ever happened in my life, and me taking a step back doesn’t change anything. I still love you. I still want you. I’ll always want you.
This isn’t the end of our story, Cecilia. It’s simply a little break between the chapters.
It has to be because you’re the Pam to my Jim, the Lily to my Marshall, and the Monica to my Chandler. The Elena to my Damon, the Blair to my Chuck, and the Meredith to my Derek.
And yes, I just named all your favorite TV show couples.
A giggle slips from my lips despite how much I’m crying. He was always so good at remembering everything I said.
“You forgot one,” I say out loud, noticing he didn’t mention the most importantduo.
But Minnie, do you see what all those couples have in common? (Well, except for Monica and Chandler. But I know they’re high on your list, so I couldn’t leave them out.)
They all had their issues where they had to take breaks, and for a little while, we weren’t sure it would work out. But in the end, it did, and they got their happily ever after.
Just like I know we will.
Anyway, what I’m trying to say is, that you’re the Amy to my Sheldon. You’re my earworm, one I never want to live without.
My heart grows, and I sob at the reference...he didn’t forget.
But if at the end of the day you decide that this isn’t what you want. That you can’t do this with me anymore. Then I’ll understand, and I’ll walk away. Even if it kills me.
But know that no matter what you choose, no matter what happens, in my eyes you’ll always be my wife. There will never be anyone else for me but you. You are my reason—my everything.
And if all you need is time, then come back to me when you’re ready. Whether it’s weeks, months, or even years, I’ll still be waiting. Because I’d wait a thousand lifetimes for you, Minnie.
Eternally yours,
Love, Silas.
I hold the letter to my chest, breathing through my silent tears. “Oh, Silas...”
~ FourWeeks Later / Mid-May ~
“This place is adorable. You think Clay could make me one, too? I’m an excellent neighbor. I’m really quiet, I don’t party, and I don’t snoop. Plus, I always pay my bills on time,” Aubrey says from her spot on the floor.
She sits legs crossed with a glass of wine in one hand, the other supporting her weight behind her. To think this girl used to be shy and barely say a word, now she speaks her mind loud and clear.Well, in front of us.
We’re sitting in my new living room after bringing all my stuff in. The renovations on the pool house officially finished three days ago, and all the furniture arrived yesterday. So today, we took it upon ourselves to pack up all my things and bring them down to the pool house.
Since the boys are in Seattle for their game tonight, that will determine if they head over to the Conference Finals or not, Clay wanted us to wait for them to come back. He wanted to get a couple of the guys to help move things, but we wanted to prove that we were just as capable on our own.
And now with all of that done and most things put away, Morgan, Emma, Aubrey, and I are celebrating my new temporary home with wine and takeout that should be arriving any minute.
