Walburgas True Love
My Love,
I have a plan.
I plan to leave this family and find my way out.
I am stuck in The Black Family by blood, name and marriage. I do not wish to remain in an environment, where I am expected to raise an heir, run a household, plan social events and appease these uptight Sacred 28 Witches and Wizards. The people I used to complain to you about. While I have no plan or desire to live or reside around filthy muggles and mudbloods, I will do it to be closer to you and to remain hidden from my crazy family.
I have endured this custody, I have endured this imprisonment of The House of Black.
I have suffered and lost too much from this family. It was my upbringing but also my downfall. I have to leave if I want to keep any good parts of me, parts that you seemed to have loved.
If I don’t leave, death may be my only option.
Maybe, I can restart my life, I mean I am only 33. I do not want kids, but I may change my mind.
My life has been stolen from me, but I plan to steal it back, starting with you, my love.
When I was younger I thought this was what I wanted, a blessing, to be a part of this ancient family, but now I realise it was a curse a curse I cannot escape from.
I did want to be a part of this family, but this family did not want me to be a part of them. My wrists and legs, still contain the various scars that were placed harshly on me from both my parents. The moment a betrothal was announced between Orion and me, I realised I had been and would be stuck. There is no one, I can rely on, or that has made me happy like you used to.
Although you are pureblooded, my family would have never accepted you. You have the money, the blood and the looks but the problem is you, your to light for my dark family, you are not a Black. I am scared of what my family would do to you or me if they found out you were my first everything although my first and last love. My only love.
Considering you are now my cousin’s husband.
I wanted to leave and run away with you years ago when you asked but I was afraid of the backlash from my family. You always said I needed to be braver but my pride led me to lose you, to choose my family over my happiness. Although I had planned to leave again and find my way back to you my plan to leave again was broken due to the birth of my son, Sirius. An heir I had no desire to have. I do not feel a connection with him, a connection a mother should have with her son. When I look into his grey eyes, I see a problem, stopping me from living the life I have always wanted. I see an heir, a key to my way out. Sirius is about two years old, similar age to your son.
When I leave The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, I want you to take care of him with your wife. Orion is not a good man, I had hoped we could become a love match but he has broken my heart countless of times. I know you will raise Sirius to be a good, strong heir, that would make my family proud.
I hope you have a good life and reply back to me, but I understand if you don’t. You have a child and a wife whom you love.
We were in the past, a past I wish to redo where I had chosen you.
I don’t think two people could have been happier than we’ve been.
Goodbye, Fleamont
I will forever love you.