Nova's eyes narrowed dangerously as she tore open the letter. Her gaze darted rapidly across the page, consuming every word like fire licking across dry wood.
The ink was rough, the handwriting impatient, jagged as though even putting pen to paper had been an unbearable chore.
"I am feeling disgusted to even write this. But I just want to make things clear for you all. I had to do all these meaningless things only so I wouldn't have you as problems."
"Anyways, I have nothing more to say. I don't want to waste my time on people I do not want. I've left everything behind.. everything that I believe was the only reason you people ever wanted me in the first place."
"All the blood is yours now, so stop. You have no reason left to chase me. Stop this fucking needless pursuit!"
"And just as a reminder if you're still trying to show this fake care, for whatever reason, know this: I hate you both to the very fibers of my being."
