A Letter to Susan

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A Letter to Susan

Submitted: May 30, 2018

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Submitted: May 30, 2018

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Dear Susan,

 

 

I just don’t know how to tell you this.  I’ve attempted to write this letter several times now, and I’ve slowly come to the realization that there just isn’t any other way I can say this other than just saying it bluntly.  So here it goes, the simple, hurtful, yet undeniably true truth about your fiancé.  The man you love is cheating on you.  It might be hard to believe, it certainly shocked me when I found out.  He’s certainly a looker, no surprise there, and very generous with his compliments towards you and your friends.  Very conversational as well, he seems to have an endless supply of fun experiences to share, however, due to his suspiciously perfect qualities I just couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling I felt towards him as your wedding day drew closer, so I decided to investigate.  It was very rude of me to go behind your back and not tell you, I know, but I just had to be absolutely sure you were marrying the man of your dreams.  And if I had told you, I’m almost certain you’d refuse my help.  How many times did you call me late at night, crying and sobbing over the countless number of idiots who ignored you after the first date, or the fools who called you a prude for not wanting to sleep with them before marriage?  Countless times, and for every one of those times I was there, reassuring you that you’d eventually find “The One” and that all this pain would remain in the past.  What I’m trying to say is that, I just wanted to make sure that my reassurance, after all these years, would in fact come to pass, but I’m sad to say that it won’t.  And that really sucks, because you truly deserve to be happy.

 

I will spare you the ugly details and be brief.  I followed him after work and he, unknowingly led me to the house of his mistress.  I parked my car a good distance away and slowly made my way towards the house.  As I carefully approached the house I internally hoped that all this sneaking around would in fact be an exercise of futility, but it wasn’t.  With my eyes peering through the small slit on a curtain, pass the glass window, the deceptive nature of that man became apparent.  I took several pictures with my phone as best as I could.  In them you can clearly make out the two faces, however, I will not show them to you unless I must.  I’m sorry Susan, please forgive me, I hate that it has to be me to tell you.  But the man you love is a fraud.  I know it might be hard to accept.  Which is why I decided to write you this letter instead of telling you in person.  I just couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you cry or even worse, you calling me a liar.  If you can’t accept the truth that I’ve written, then I implore you to give me a call.  We can discuss this in private.  And please remember that I only have your best interests in mind. I’m just looking out for you is all, so please don’t hesitate and just hear what I have to say.

 

Your Dear Friend, Greg


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