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She felt something within her when the wax touched her skin.
Her skin was burning, her eyes watered, her fingers shook as she carefully peeled off the dry white on her palms. She closed her eyes as she pressed on the small burn, a slight hiss emitting from her lips.
The candle in front of her drew her interest, and soon enough, she let the flames lick her fingers as the letters turned to ashes in her hands. She felt the heat spreading into her heart, and into her mind. She watched as angry blisters appeared on her fingers, but she did not move away.
Instead, she let the wax drip into the folds of her dress, and fall into the fine hairs littering her arms. She let the wax touch her skin, and watched the flames with tears in her eyes.
Her body ached for more pain, she wanted needed to feel something instead of this betrayal that clouded her mind. She needed to forget.
And so, one by one, she let the flames burn his letters, his beautiful legacy. And one by one, she let the flames burn her.
And she watched as the flames burned everything she had once cherished, including herself.