The morning of November 13th came with a slight tear in my eye. I raised my hand to remove the scarf on my neck so that I could use it to cover Red and Rubini's figure. They weren't wearing much clothing when we went to the bus station, that's why they were freezing to death. Today, the weather here is surprisingly chilly. Good thing I wore my coat just in case.

"Thank you for the two days... and three nights." I said, teary-eyed. "Without you guys, I probably would've lost my mind by now." The three of us laughed together before giving me an embrace, my eyes broadening suddenly, then hugging them back.

"We'll meet again, right?" Rubini asked.

I nodded almost instantly to that question. "Of course. I saved my number on your phones, too, so let's catch up."

"Next time, you should come and visit us back in Manila. We'll introduce you to our parents." Red's small chuckle made me kind of mesmerized, I could even see his breath in the air. "So... this is goodbye."

"Yeah. I wish you a safe trip." I said, hugging both of them one last time.

Their bus then started arriving in the parking area at exactly past half six. And as they walked through the line of people that were on the same bus as them, I smiled and waved my hand. It's sad that even for a short period of time, this bittersweet relationship that we've come to create has finally come to an end. Therefore, I'm looking forward to meeting those two someday in the future again.

"Once I turn college next year... let's study at the same university together!" I shouted when they were about to enter the bus, making their eyes look at me. "Thank you... Farewell!"

Both of them stopped and waved their hand for the last time before finally entering the bus. Just like that, they were no longer here.

Though, it's funny how It felt like so many things had happened ever since my grandma passed away. I was indeed scared of making a change in my life, but I want to face my problems now. That's why before leaving this country, I should properly take care of my unfinished business first, which I've always been trying to avoid.

"Doctor Wesley..." Including him.

"Oh? Vincent! Nice meeting you today. Come on in." Doctor Wesley was still the same as how I met him for the first time when I was still a child. He still looked young and fine. "What brings you here, by the way? You only came here twice, if I can recall."

"I... have something to say to you."

"Then, would you like to have some coffee first?" A grin was formed in my lips when he mentioned me that. His specialty on making coffee has always been the best.

I also took a seat on one of the chairs in the bar section of his kitchen as I watch him make some coffee for us.

I'll definitely miss this.

"It tastes even better as time passes. Just admit it, what's the special ingredient that you add in this coffee?!" I said in a more astonish way rather than in a curious manner. It made me pout when he just chuckled from the compliment. "Anyway, I came here to properly say goodbye to you." I blunted and took another sip, while his smiling face suddenly faded as it slowly turned into a surprised expression.

"Were you going abroad?" He looked away, fist clenching.

"Not only that, but... we're going to leave the province for good as well." I answered, sighing. "My mother already sold the house without me knowing and... everything felt so rushed." I could tell without looking that he's disheartened from the news. Even I was heartbroken. "Also... I like you."

He then choked after hearing me say that, spilling the coffee all over the table. "W-What?" I laughed from his reaction.

"You heard it loud and clear." Doctor Wesley thought for a moment, still trying to digest what my words actually meant, before his head shot up. "Don't worry, I'm just saying it now so that I won't have any regrets after I left."

"I see..." In the end, he walked over the counter to give me a warm hug. "Thank you for liking me." He replied.

"Now I want to cry, you're giving me mixed signals." I teased, knowing that he'll get flustered by that. "Just kidding! I have to go now, though. Thanks for everything, Doctor Wesley." I didn't have much time left, so it's the least I could say for now. "I'll visit you on your birthday and on Christmas day, too. That's a promise!" Feelings aside, I hugged him one last time before leaving him, completely lost for words.

It also took me a while to grab a ride back our home when I suddenly almost forgot about the letter. Thank god, I was only nearby the post office that time. By that, it wasn't a hassle to send the letters. I'm also kind of glad that I saw them first before anyone else could.

After that, I went home to pack all my stuffs in my room. My aunt's agency also helped me out to clean up the house because we're leaving as soon as possible.

"Are you sure you want to live in this house? My grandma might visit you in your dreams, y'know?" I jested while sitting beside the lady who bought this house.

She only chuckled and shook her head. "I'll see her nonetheless anyway, in heaven." Oof-

"Don't say that." I tried suppressing my laugh. "Alright then, I'll leave this house in your hands. Please, take care of our home."

The lady smiled. "Of course."

In two more days, I'll be flying off to New York with my mother. Winter is also coming soon. It's my first winter without celebrating it with my grandma, so it felt a bit indifferent. I haven't seen my aunts since that night, too.

Even now, I still miss my life back in that house. Albeit, as time passes, I finally learned how to move on from the past. Be that as it may, I know I'm not the only one who has changed. I'm certain... because I sent that letter.

To be honest, I'm still upset that they didn't even apologize for all the things that they've done. I have no idea what happened in their past, either, though it's not like I'm intrigued. Whatever it is, at least I did my best. May their heart will never feel sorrow after receiving that letter, because that is enough proof that my grandmother never actually stopped caring for them.

I just know.

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To: Evianna Fidesse Donovan

Fidesse...

You must have hated me so much now, do you? After all, I ruined everything that you've been protecting all this time...

I'm sorry, my sweetheart.

I never meant to hurt you.

I shouldn't have approved the wedding in the first place. That moment, I only thought about what could benefit me... and I forgot about what you actually felt. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner about her death. Your husband wasn't to blame, either. It was my fault that he never told you about it... because I didn't want you to cancel the wedding.

And I'm deeply sorry for not approving your relationship with her... although, I knew my words wouldn't change anything. You have the reason to hate me, and I won't complain.

But forever... will I be always felt sorry for what I have done.

I don't know if you'll ever read this letter, and forgive me for not being able to have the chance to make amends, but please try to love yourself again.

I love you. I wish you the best.

Regards.

Your mother, Cellaria Donovan.

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To: Vaness Adrienne Donovan

Vaness, my darling.

I am sorry for calling you the black sheep of this family. Even if it was too late for me to say this now, I never once hated you.

My presence caused you too much burden, haven't it? I even blamed you for the things you didn't do... I'm so sorry, and I also apologize if I unconsciously pressured you for being the breadwinner.

It's because you were the smartest and the bravest amongst your sisters that I wanted you to look over them. I'm sorry if I became insensitive... and forgot that you're also feeling hurt.

Vaness... it wasn't your fault that your father died. So don't blame yourself... in fact, I should be the one to blame.

Forgive me... I was never a good mother, but know that I sincerely love you.

I wish you the best.

Regards.

Your mother, Cellaria Donovan.

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To: Lucille Harieth Donovan

My love, Lucille.

You must've been the most hurt amongst your sisters.

I'm sorry... for not believing your story.

I'm sorry... for letting you marry the man who ruined your life.

And I'm sorry... for letting you carry the child alone.

However, I don't regret that I didn't allow you to abort the kid... because I was a mother and I know how it felt. Yet, I made a mistake... sorry if I made you feel that it was your fault that you got pregnant at a very young age.

It's unforgivable that I didn't believe your story. I didn't... not until I saw it for myself.

What kind of a mother am I if all I ever do is to hurt my children? How could I've been so blind all this time? How could I force you to marry someone who did such horrible things to you?

I'm a monster, Lucille, and forgive me.

You could hate me forever, and I won't blame you... because that's what I deserved. But Lucille, love the child even if I'm gone. Love him even more than I gave. Do not hate him just because you want to hate someone. Vincent needs you more than anyone... Until then, don't forget that I love you, too.

I wish you the best.

Regards.

Your mother, Cellaria Donovan.

To be continued...