CHLOE

Dear Alex,

I didn't die.

It's been a week since I was released from the hospital.

My medical aid paid for it.

I'm such a failure.

You wanted me to die.

But I couldn't. The doctor told me that you took me to the hospital.

Somewhere in my heart I wanted you to come and visit me.

But you never came.

After all, why would you?

I am the one who loves you.

And the feeling is not reciprocated.

You hate me.

I get it.

Then why did you send me to the hospital?

Why not leave me to die.

Love,

CHLOE