The Last Letter

by Rebecca Yarros

I miss you and your letters so damn much. I crave your words more than oxygen.

“I will show up for you. For Colt. For Maisie. I will not walk away. I will not abandon you. I will not die.”

you can’t reason with the universe, no matter how sound your logic is. And that we can either breathe through the pain or we can let it shape us.