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Dear Condor,
I’m up to speed on what’s going on. I was present when Corinthia confronted
my father about being the one involved with your unauthorized twin study. I
was horrified to learn what my father did to you. He separated two children
from each other, and one of their parents each. I can’t imagine how you or
she must feel about it, but I’m embarrassed and ashamed. It was very brave
of her to speak up for herself. We were sitting in the cafeteria. It was
just her, me, and my dad. I was sitting on his side, because she’s my best
friend, but he’s my father. I had no idea what was coming. After I realized
what she was saying, I felt like I was on the wrong side of
things...literally. I stood up, pivoted, and sat down next to her instead. I
wasn’t sure how she would take that, but she rested her head on my shoulder.
I think she was scared that I would be mad at her, but she did
nothing wrong, and neither did you. I wish there was something I could do to
make up for his betrayal, or to help, but Corinthia assures me that there’s
nothing. She wants to put this whole situation to bed, and stop thinking
about it. The study was decades ago, so my dad claims that he hasn’t thought
about it all this time. I don’t know if I believe that. He must have had
some sort of reaction every time he passed her in the corridor, or whenever
they came to have dinner with us. If I were him, it would have put a knot in
my stomach. Then again, I wouldn’t have let it go on this long. I would have
fessed up. He says that your mom wouldn’t let him, but he’s an adult, and
what was she gonna do to stop him? You deserved to know the truth your whole
lives. You deserved to know each other. And now the Valkyries are
coming, and this could be the last message you see from either of us for two
years! I wish we had more time. I wish I could read more of your words, and
see more of your photos and videos. I wish that I could touch you, and smell
you. I wish that we could spend real time together. My dad didn’t take all
that from us, but he took a lot, and I don’t know if I can forgive
him. I just hope that you forgive me for being associated with him.
Try to write back as fast as you can, because they don’t think we’ll see
very much of the year 2180 before we become utterly isolated again.
Officially and hopelessly in love with you,
Velia
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