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My Darling Ava,
After wandering around the world, I returned to the Alps today. I wanted to get my old job at Bar La Vasseur as the manager, because I didn’t want to go back to my parents in England. More than that, I wanted to feel close to my memories of you.
You wanted us to come back to the Alps and spend the rest of our lives here at the bar. Dancing our hearts out and drinking ‘til we were tipsy. Training and sparring on the side. Teaching you how to fight and, in a way, teaching you to protect my heart…already so full of love for you at that point, but still restrained by my vows and our duty.
I remember your teary-eyed, hopeful expression when you asked me if I would go with you, and I said no. I should have said yes to you. If I could turn back time, I would carry you off to the ends of the world to keep you safe and dare the world and our duty to take you away from me.
My heart truly wanted to say yes, but I felt the loss of Camila and Yasmine deeply at the time. I just couldn’t. We could have built more memories, you and I, my darling. We might have had to run away, but at least we’d be together. That was all that would have mattered, my dearest.
I was afraid of losing you then. But losing you became a reality when you crossed the portal. It tore my heart apart. I’m still hoping one day you’ll come back to me, my love. I’ll still be waiting.
In this life and the next,
Beatrice
PS. Hans became the manager in our absence. I didn’t have the heart to take back my old job since he was doing so well.