Dearest Laura,
By the time you read this letter I may have gone so far. I brought you to this place to let you know how much I love you. You see, I placed this letter on my tombstone, but don’t be afraid. I want you to dig it and...
Laura couldn’t finish reading the letter. Hers is a mixed emotion of fear, love and hatred. She was puzzled by the event that happened earlier when Edward was guiding her to this very place. He was so alive and now she is standing in front of his tomb.
“How could this be?” she muzzled as the cool breeze brush her hair and brought chill to her skin. She shivered. She looked around the place. She was alone. Stars are losing its brightness as the night sky approaches dawn. She must have stayed here for quite a long time. Over the horizon, she can see glimpse of sun’s rays.
... get whatever you see inside. Please keep this letter and whatever that’s inside my casket. You must do the digging in secret, otherwise everything will be jeopardized.
Trust me.
Lots of love,
Edward
she continues.
A part of the sun has already appeared on the horizon. She kept the letter. She started moving back to where she passed by the night she was brought in this place by Edward. Her dress is wet with the morning dew and she wrapped her arms around her body. The morning is cold and so is her emotion.
She cleanse and prepared breakfast for herself when she arrived home. Still puzzled, she read the letter again and again trying to find meaning out of what happened that night. To no avail. She went to her room closed the door and devised a plan on what to do if ever she opens Edward’s casket. Now curiosity enveloped her.
“What is it that Edward is trying to conceal to me?”
“What could be inside Edward’s casket?”
“What if it’s Edwards body?”
These and more questions complicated everything she planned. There are a lot of possibilities, but how will she know what she’s going to do with whatever is inside the casket. Then she heard a voice calling her,
“Laura...”
She turned back and there standing in front of her is Edward.
“This is crazy!” she said. “You can’t be real”, she continued. “How did you get in here?”
“I am real Laura, remember when I asked you if you do trust me?”, says Edward.
“Where is that trust?”
“How can I trust you when you’re giving me so much mystery? One moment you’re dead and now you’re alive!”
“Have you seen what’s inside the casket?”
“No.”
“Then why did you think I am dead when it was clear that I’ll be away?”
“Why do you have to be away then?”
No answer. Instead, Edward walked out of the room leaving Laura even more puzzled.
“Edward!” she shouted as she run after him. “How could you be so mean to me? I thought you love me?” She opened the door and suddenly she was falling into the abyss.
Her whole body ached as she tries to get up from the floor where she had fallen. She was dreaming. She was exhausted by last nights events that she had fallen asleep thinking of Edward and the letter. Outside, the birds are singing, the trees sway to the direction of the wind and the sun is half-way towards the west horizon. She fixed her bed and was on her way to the bathroom when she noticed the door was ajar.
“I did close the door went I got in?” assuring herself. Perplexed, she went to investigate before closing it. She walked noiselessly towards the door and glance at the living room below. No one was there. She was taking a look at the kitchen, heart pounding, when something passed by her foot...
To be continued....
A Letter To Laura (part one)
