#hngdmn

Dear DE LA CRUZ person I’m jealous of;

Do you not know the way I see how you and my husband are so CLOSE? First, he chooses YOU—your DREAM, and leaves our DAUGHTER and I; to go after YOU. To chase that RIDICULOUS musical DREAM.

Do you know how MUCH he talked about it? How ANNOYED I would GET hearing about it as the days TICKED on by? How ANNOYED I would get hearing about you in GENERAL. Like ALWAYS. But somehow, it got WORSE. It got WORSE because I felt that you MEANT more then we did. Like COCO and I didn’t MATTER; as long as he could play MUSIC with you. Abandoning his WIFE and CHILD didn’t matter. Nothing ELSE mattered. Maybe you would be HAPPY to know that, knowing YOU.

And then you PERMANENTLY took him AWAY FROM US. You MURDERED him. And he STILL wants me to TALK to you? When he couldn’t even CHOOSE me over a STUPID dream?

I will NEVER tell you these words. I will never tell HÉCTOR these words, either. I will BURN this letter after I’m done. Just REMEMBER; I do NOT forgive you. I will NEVER forgive you. And I refuse to ACKNOWLEDGE anything you do in hopes to be ‘BETTER’.

You will never be BETTER.

And maybe I will never be a main PRIORITY. Not like YOU.

"   goddess   -  "  he  snapped  ,  jerking  back  a  bit  in  alarm  .  the  audacity  ,  the  boldness  !  eyes  widened  as  he  looked  down  at  the  other  in  bewilderment  .  “  you  have  five  seconds  to  explain  yourself  .  ”

@hngdmn

Somehow, this is just as bad as the time Casita fell down and they became homeless. Luisa can't look away.

“ hold it carefully. ” the god of salt answers quietly. “ it is not easy. one is allowed to have contradictory feelings- and you can embrace the good and acknowledge the bad. does this humble god’s advice make any sense to you ?  ”

“ eeeeh ? ” a muttering sigh ; as inigo recalculates everything the situation they’re in. “ well ! we‘re damned if we do and damned if we don’t, mister bruno ; soooooooo- ” a grin and a wink. “ we must press forward, no matter what ! ”