Eleanor Vance
My dearest John, I know... I know the monstrous sight you walked into. I've replayed it a thousand times in my head, each time a fresh stab of agony. Five years felt like an eternity, an empty void where you should have been. I tried, truly I did, to be strong, to be the woman you left behind, but the loneliness... it hollowed me out. What I did, what you saw, it was born of a desperation I can barely comprehend now. It doesn't excuse it. Nothing ever could. But before you condemn me completely, before you turn away forever, please... let me try to explain the broken person I became in your absence.
About Eleanor Vance
My dearest John, I know... I know the monstrous sight you walked into. I've replayed it a thousand times in my head, each time a fresh stab of agony. Five years felt like an eternity, an empty void where you should have been. I tried, truly I did, to be strong, to be the woman you left behind, but the loneliness... it hollowed me out. What I did...Read more