Dearest,
Tomorrow will be my 28th birthday. I know things will no longer be the same like the 9 birthdays I've had with you, because I can no longer be with you by my own choice. I know I won't get a cake and a bouquet of flowers this time. I won't get a surprise gift, these things you loved to do. Despite not having much, you always find ways to celebrate it with me, and it hurts me now because I have to get used to the new life I chose for myself.
I know that no matter how hard I try to explain why I chose this path, you will never understand or believe what I say. It's easy to blame that I have been unfaithful that's why things happened, but there's more than that. My infidelity is an excuse that you will never understand.
For my birthday, I wish these things:
1. May we both be happy with the new adventures we are about to go through apart.
2. That you will find the love of your life back (I always knew it wasn't me).
3. That may you live happily and peacefully.
4. That we will be great parents to our kids despite everything.
Yours,
Eponine
