Dear Noah, I hate you. I hate the memory of you. I hate the color of your eyes and the image of your face that’s stuck inside my head. No matter how hard I try, I can’t forget you. I hate that damn cottage. I hate that I can still smell you when I go in there, and I wish I could burn it all to the ground. I hate that I kissed you that night. I hate that I can’t go back in time and stop myself from doing it. That’s how it all started, with a simple kiss. A stupid kiss. A moment that ruined my life. I hate the letter you left me. I hate that I sat around for weeks waiting for you, hoping you’d come back. But you never did. I hate that I miss you. You don’t deserve it. I hate that you were right. You hurt me just like you said you would. And I hate that, even though you broke my heart…I’ll never forget you. Ever. Not all my love, Sienna