You and Mike had a huge fight about a week ago. And not just a fight that you could make friends with after a day or two, no it was really bad. And both of you two have just kind of accepted that you won’t ever become lovers after that…at least that’s what you thought.

Mike came to you in the barn at midnight in the pouring rain just to give you a letter. My dearest William. Written on the front of the paper. And it looked like Mike was already crying.

After he left you opened the letter: My dearest William, I couldn’t sleep last night because i knew what we had together had been destroyed. You read on. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for a lot of things but i’m sorry for hurting you. I should have never said those things to you and i regret it so much but i know how much i apologise you’ll never forget. I want to keep this short for my and your sake but before either of us leave i wanted to tell you that i love you