I am not sure if this letter, which none of you will ever see, is intended for you, your sister or your mother…
I am stupid. I was stupid.
I don’t know what happened. honestly I don’t.
Words were said, images were painted and circumstances were manipulated. I can say, wholeheartedly that I have no responsibility in that part of it.
I do bear all of the responsibility in the original lie though.
The very beginning of a snowball I couldn’t have predicted and wouldn’t have believed if some divine being had attempted to warn me.
No matter what though, I’m sorry.
I have been achingly, painfully sorry since that day.
I am so sorry.
I am so sorry for the pain your family endured. For your dad.
I wish you could forgive me… I’ve never forgiven me…
Rainy Day in May... 
You should forgive you.