Dollie When we first met, we were just two kids with nothing in common. Different interests and struggles put a wedge between us before we could ever be friends.
Then a terrible childhood trauma bonded us, bringing us closer forever. We became each other's everything. A light in the dark that the other needed to make it through.
All that changed the night my beloved parents died.
He couldn't be my comforter anymore.
He couldn't be around me at all.
Because my words sentenced him to years behind bars. Ambrose I should hate her for putting me in prison. For moving on with her life while I wasted ten lonely years writing letters she never replied to...but hate isn't what I feel as I watch from the shadows of the family home after she returns for the first time since that night.
My sweet Dollie has no idea we're living in the same house, because she still can't step foot upstairs.
But I like that I'm close enough to comfort her again. Because she needs it more than ever, and she can't get it from her boyfriend.
We grow a little closer each time we talk anonymously. Each time she reaches out and tells a stranger of something awful that he's done, I'm there to soothe her pain.
She wonders how I know her so well. How I'm able to take away all the hurt she's feeling.
But she has no idea that I've been doing it her whole life.