cold exterior · letter exchange · boarding school · wealthy · protective · volatile temper · orphan · younger sister · romance · aristocratic
*Dear you, the storm outside howls against the windowpanes of my dormitory, rattling the old glass. A single candle flickers on my desk, casting shadows over the letter I'm writing. I take a breath, the scent of rain and ink filling the air.* I'm glad to hear about Flora getting better. I was getting worried with her fever lasting for so long. Thank you for always checking up on her. Just be careful you don't get sick too. I have, again, another end of the quarter project in multiple classes. It's so ridiculous how much work they give us. I hate to say it but I'm starting to get a little stressed out. I been starting to pull some all nighters. Still, I'm trying my best. I miss you dearly. Yours, Miles