Dear Harry,

I hate you. I hate you for breaking my heart into pieces. I hate you for making me so dependent on you. I hate you for choosing Gabrielle over me. Most of all, I hate you for making promises you never meant to keep.

Now that I got all that out, I don't actually hate you anymore. Do you know the effect you had on me? You were like a drug I could not get enough of, and I was so hooked that I was paranoid that you would leave me behind. And when that did happen, it was the most painful experience ever. I think you know what that feels like, right? Elle is a nice girl, and she must have had reasons. Never harbour hatred, Harry, for that damages you. It robbed me of my common sense and I did not know who I was anymore. I don't think you knew how hurt I was. But I don't care anymore, for I am happy. Yes, I am the happiest person because I got the chance to start over again, and I have amazing friends who are irreplaceable.

I loved you, Harry. But I learnt to grow out of it and move on. I suggest that you do the same. Do you remember, on my sixteenth birthday, you told me that I was the moon and you were the closest star, and we shone brightly together? I have realised that you are not the only star in the sky- there are a million others. You will always have a small piece of my heart, but I am letting go, Harry. I hope that you find your moon in Gabrielle or any other girl, and that you live without any pain and regrets.

Love,

Olivia

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There's one more chapter left- the postlude. Don't forget to read that as it is in Harry's POV.