It is 2 AM.
I am standing in my room; the flood of emotions that are running through my mind is clearly said in hands that are trembling.
Did I act hastily?
Did Foster Rosario make a mistake?
I did what I thought was right at the time, and the only right thing is to make sure that Zoe and I can be back together again.
Yet, I think that I have strayed so far from reality that I might have doomed our relationship forever. It is one thing to lock her up, but another for what I have done to Breyden.
I don't think that she will ever forgive me again.
How can I have been so fucking stupid?
I need to fix this.
If she does not wish to talk to me, I will do my best to put down in words how exactly I feel.
Foster Rosario is writing a goddamn love letter. Things just seem to be getting stranger by the day.
So here it goes…
"Princess,