July 27. Dear Rikku.

Hi. This is your cousin, Yuna. I must admit I feel kind of silly writing this, you'll never be able to read them. You died a little over nine months ago, and…that was one of the saddest days of my life, but I promised Lulu that I'd try. She's worried about me; they all are. They say I should be moving on by now, but I just can't. I miss you so much! Why did you do it, Rikku? Why? I try my best to understand, but, it always comes back to why.

August 2. Dear Rikku,

I guess I should just start with what's been going on since you've left. Tidus and I have pushed back our wedding to give me some space and time to deal with your death. We'll be getting married sometime later this year. It was both of our decision. We both knew I may need some time to get myself back together again, especially at this time. It was this month when you started complaining about stabbing pains in your chest. We all just dismissed them as probably nothing. How I regret that decision. As the one taking care of you and a healer myself, I should have at least looked into what may have been going on. Maybe then I could have prevented what happened, but I didn't. Not until it was too late and Lulu found you gasping and writhing in pain.

Test showed that for some reason your heart was failing and you would need a transplant as soon as possible. How this could happen to a kid only seventeen years old, I don't know. How long you could survive without the new heart we didn't know, but we were confident that one would come in time. You told me not to worry, told your Father and Brother you'd be fine, that they should go ahead back to work. You'd have a wave sent out when the transplant came. We all believed you. How wrong we were…