Hidden letters *complete*

Some things are not meant to be discovered. And the letters Adele found are one of these things.


14. Chapter Fourteen

I sat on a bench in the train station, looking up at a clock. In a while, I’d leave London. I told mum to wait for me at home when she called me. It would be better; I didn’t want to leave her alone.

The station wasn’t crowded with people yet so the place was quieter than last time I was here. There was no one running as fast as he could to catch his train; no one was talking loudly on his phone about things that no one cared about. The place was silent and it was much better that way.

“Why are you still here?” I heard Darcy’s voice behind me, making me jump. She walked toward me and sat down on the same bench.

“Didn’t you say there was no need for you to look for Andrew anymore?” she asked me. I nodded,

“Yes, I did. That’s what I have been told but I am not looking for him. I am waiting for my train.”

“Your train? Where are you going?” She seemed surprised.

“I’m going to see mum. She needs me by her side.” I smiled weakly but she frowned.

I raised an eyebrow. “Well, Harry is going to see her as well. He left a while ago. Do you think you should go too? After what happened and all,” she shrugged her shoulders.

“Oh right,” I replied. “Well, I think I’ll go even if he will be there. After what happened, we better be by her side!” I exclaimed and she nodded before standing up. I looked at her walking away, wondering where she was going. She was out of my sight for a short while before finally coming back.

“I am coming with you!” she yelled holding out a ticket.

“Thank you, Darcy,” I said, standing up to hug her. “It’s so nice of you.”

“That’s what sisters are supposed to do,” she muttered, giggling.


We finally were in the train on your way to mum’s place. In a few hours, we would be there and mum would feel much better. Suddenly, Darcy’s phone rang. She answered and listened to the person on the other side without speaking. She was looking very serious; I hoped it wasn’t bad news. Then, she hang up and slowly put her phone back into her pocket before turning toward me.

“It was Harry,” she explained me though I was rumbling it.

“And?” I asked her as she didn’t carry on.

“He arrived at your mum’s house,” she spoke. I raised an eyebrow, forcing her to keep talking.

“He arrived but your mum is not there.”

I swore loudly. How came she wasn’t there? She told me she wouldn’t leave the house.

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