I got one night with him. One incredible night.
This wasn’t a situation where I didn’t know him. I knew his name, Mason. He was deploying the next day and we had mutual friends so… I knew him. But I didn’t know him at all.
Then the letters started. He agreed. I agreed. It was a done deal. Pen pals and in the old school way.
I wasn’t prepared.
The texture of the paper. His words. The ink. He touched what I was holding. The magic. It was a window into his soul.
Until, he’s hurt. Until, he comes back. Until, everything changes. Mason needs to decide if he’ll let me in or push me away because I already knew.
I’d fallen in love with my pen pal, but will he love me back?