Rebecca still called her Elle. Abrielle had the memories of the original owner. At times it felt like they were her own memories. She could feel the emotions Abrielle felt.
She even questions her reality because of how real it felt.
This felt like a farewell letter—a final apology from Rebecca.
Abrielle's hands trembled as she lowered the letter, her eyes blurring with tears she had not even noticed falling. The words seemed to echo inside her chest, each sentence tearing at the walls she had built around her heart.
She pressed the letter to her chest as though holding it close would somehow bring Rebecca back to her, the Rebecca who had raised her, who had once smiled at her with warmth that felt more real than any bloodline could ever define.
Her shoulders shook as silent sobs escaped her. She did not understand why the ache inside her was so sharp. Was it because the letter read like a farewell, as though Rebecca was closing a door they would never reopen?
