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I slipped out of my room, and creeped down the huge hall towards the brides room, their room was at the end of the hall. I got to the door and carefully opened it . I slipped inside and closed the door gently, making sure my uncle didn't hear a peep. I motioned to Verona's side of the room, I walked over to her nightstand and pulled the drawer open. There was only lotions and jewelry in it. I walked around the bed to the other side, by the dresser.

I opened both of the bottom drawers and looked all around in them. All I seen was pajama bottoms. Then I looked in the next drawers, which were the middle ones. So I opened them and lifted everything and looked around, still nothing there, but a bunch of pajama tops. Finally I opened the drawers on the top. I rummaged around in it but all there was were bras and panties. So I put everything back in its place and headed over to the closet.

I turned the knob and opened the closet door, it was a pretty big closet. I looked on the closet floor first, there was absolutely nothing on her closet floor, so looked on the shelf above the rack of clothes, just a bunch of shoe boxes. I looked at how the shoe boxes were arranged, so that I could put them in the exact place, I did not want her to find out that quickly.

I took down three shoe boxes. I lifted all the boxes lids and peeped inside, nope nothing there, but shoes. I put the boxes back and exchanged them. I took the lids off of those, nope nothing but shoes. So then I put those boxes back and then got four boxes, I opened the box lids, they all had shoes except for one.

I put the rest of the boxes back and left that one out. There were little books, journals, papers, and opened envelopes. I looked at the books first, there were only two books and they were rather thin. I opened the books and flipped through them, they were just love poems, it didn't surprise me.

I just had to look at her journals next, I opened the journal and started reading. She talked about her sexual desires for my father, which made me kinda disgusted. Then she started talking about how she got more attention from my father than her sisters did, "that vain bitch" I thought to myself still being disgusted.

As I read on she started to talk about her deep love for someone, she didn't name them yet. As I turned the page a picture fell out. Oh my god, it was the man in the locket, I turned the picture around, and read tiny words, they said William. I suddenly got interested, was she cheating on my father? Not that I cared.

So she kept talking about her love for him, then she started talking about forbidden love, I got more interested and read on.

I turned the page and read on sentence, I dropped the book in shock. "OH MY GOD SHE'S HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH A HUMAN!" I shouted in my head.

I put the journal back, because I really needed to read the letters now. I took out the stack of letters and set it in front of me. I took the letter of the top and took the piece of paper and unfolded it.

My Dear Verona,

If only I could have come up with the right words to describe the depth of this beautiful feeling that I have for you, I would have whispered them to you the first time we met. The best thing that I can do is to show you now.

I love you so much, Verona. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. You are like the best poetry ever composed, the best song ever played, the best picture ever painted. I never thought that someone like me could get so lucky.

I love you more than my life, more than my world. I love you more and more each day and that is the most wonderful feeling any man can ever hope to experience. I love you with all my heart Verona. I love the way your name just rolls off my tongue, and mine your's. I know are love is wrong but it feels so right. I hope we see each soon, so I can hold you tight.

Forever Yours,

William

I almost cried after that, wow, someone was actually capable of loving Verona, just wow. I put the letter back and got the next envelope, I took out the letter and began to read.

Dear William,

No one ever told me how to do this, how to be with someone. I never thought it would be possible for someone like me, not with all my rages, imperfections, melodramatic tendencies and especially not with my fears.

Then I met you. Life is funny that way. You promise yourself you're never going to do this or that and suddenly you find yourself breaking those promises willingly. I promised myself never to fall in love..well…look where that got me. I know are love is forbidden, but nothing can keep us apart. There is one promise that I promise I will not break. I promise I will never leave you, I will stand beside you with everything, no living force can tear us apart, my love for you will never die, it will only grow. I hope you promise me the same.

So much love,

Verona

By the time I was done reading the letter, I was already crying. There was only four letters left. I picked up the next envelope, took out the piece of paper started to read again.

Dear Verona,

There are no words to express the gratitude I feel in my heart that our hearts have come to dwell together, as one. You are my life, my heart, my soul. You are my best friend. You are my one true love. The day we met was fate. Our lives intertwining was fate. You are my destiny. I love you more today than I did yesterday, and I'll love you more tomorrow than I do today. Love is the only thing that makes life worth living. Your love. With all my heart I am forever yours. I promise you what you have promised me, and I promise I will not break any promise I promise you.

Love Always,

William

I couldn't take it any more, I let myself cry, I knew my uncle couldn't hear me because the walls were soundproof. I put the letter back and exchanged it with the fourth one.

My William,

It's my carnal desire that keeps me awake on nights like these. My longing begins to ache and the only thing that will soothe me is your touch. I want you. Now I know that I will never stop wanting you. No matter how far away I go or who I meet.

I cannot let this go.

forever,

Verona

My dress was really wet from my tears, my makeup makeup was running, I got a tissue out of my pocket and wiped the running makeup off, and wiped my neck and my breast off also. I again read the next letter.

Dear my love Verona,

The thought of you drives me to you just as much as it drives me away. I miss you terribly. Every part of me aches to hear your voice - to be near you, but I know the re-exposure will be painful. See, once I accustom myself to being away from you, I can make it day to day. But once I let myself give in to you again, I will have to start the process all over. I will have to endure the fresh waves of longing as they crash over me, threatening to pull me under. Then, when I finally make it to the shore, you will call me back into the sea…and I will oblige because no angry waters will ever keep you from me. Nevertheless, that doesn't stop me from hating this feeling of seemingly never-ending longing.

So much love,

William

I was holding back my cry I didn't want to get soaked again. There was only one letter left, so I put the other letter back and started to read this one.

Dear William,

We can no longer write each other, I'm starting to fear someone will catch us. My husband is going on a business trip next month, I will see you then. I love you, don't forget that ever. I could never live with myself if you got hurt.

Yours forever,

Verona

P.S. send the letters back please

I checked the date on the last envelope, the week she sent the letter was the week she took my blood. I put everything in the box the box and went to put it back in her closet, I was standing on my tippy toe trying to stick the box exactly back how it was before, it was really difficult.

I was still trying to put it back the box when someone opened the door. I quickly pushed the pox back on the shelf and turned around. "Oh ,crap, how could I forget to lock the door." I thought to myself. I looked up at the person and thought, "OH! CRAP VERONA!".

She slammed the door closed. What the HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY THINGS! she yelled while flying over to me and pushing me down, she then stood in front of me. I took both of my legs up to my chest and kicked her with all my force, she went flying across the room, but she ran up to me and took my head and threw me against the wall, I got up and jumped on her and scratched her face, leaving thick scratches. She rolled me over, now she was on the top, we kept scratching at each other.

I was hissing, so was she. Both of our fangs were getting longer and longer. Then she started to dig her nails my throat, I took her throat and rolled over, now I was on the top, I picked her neck up and then banged her head on the floor, I continued to bang her head until she rolled over on top of me again.

She grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them to my side with her legs, she lowered her mouth to my neck and bit in. "Would William want you do this?" I murmured. She took her fangs out and slapped me, she reached out to slap me again but I caught her wrist. "Hurt me again and I'll tell father about William, you know what could happen to him and you if my father found out. She yanked her wrist out of my hand and climbed off of me. "You little bitch." she snickered.

"I do not plan to tell my father, but if you hurt me ever again, I will have no choice." I took the locket out of my pocket and threw it at the floor in front of her, she slowly lowered to the floor and picked it up. She still sat there starting to cry, I was so sad to see Verona cry, the way she looked so heartbroken. I turned on my heel and limped out. I closed the door on the way, leaving her there, just like how she left me.

...

Verona

She said to me "I do not plan to tell my father, but if you ever hurt me again, I will have no choice." She then took my locket out of her pocket and threw it on the floor in front of me. I sunk to the floor and picked it up, still sitting there. I started to cry, I could feel my heart aching and my chest tightening. She turned on her heel and limped out, leaving me there alone.

The rest of the night I couldn't stop thinking about William, I was scared she was going to tell my husband, I was scared for my love William. "How could I have forgotten about the locket.

All I could do is hope.