The Last Letter – A Short Story (Part 1)

“I don’t know what I must write to undo what I have done to you. I couldn’t live to see you around me being unfair to your own life.” Sucking on the end of her pen, she read it again and then struck it out. It lacked emotion.

“No words wish to come out of the tip of my pen. I should’ve expected it after what I did to you. The torment I have had your heart bear has doubled up upon mine. I did it because I want you to be happy and even though your heart burns right now, even though it feels like I snatched away your only reason to live, one day you will learn to live without this grudge, and you’ll know it was for the better, I did it. I couldn’t have you suffer from my cause. I only have this to say – the day you finally find it bearable to live again, would you please find it in your heart to forgive me?”

It was 6 in the morning. Her eyes were red, her vision blurred. The bottle of beer lay shattered at her feet, in a thousand poor pieces. In her drunken state, she had not only landed the bottle straight on the floor but also stepped on the crushed pieces. Her feet slashed, the glass gravel pricking in the sole, drawing out more blood.

She finished writing the last letter. It almost felt like a confession, only it wasn’t. Sealing it, she put it in the drawer and hobbled to the bathroom to bandage her feet. Just how much it hurt from the pressure. This is exactly what life would’ve been for him. Why couldn’t he see? And how could she let it go on?

At 10, she limped across the street and dropped the letter at the rusted post box, then grabbed a cinnamon croissant from ‘Jake’s Cakes’ and rushed home. The excess beer from last night made her nauseous. She moved about the house restlessly. His pleas, the urgency dripping from his words echoed in the room. She slapped her hands on her ears.

The wound from last night kept pricking. She swore loudly as she doused it with salt water. And all the while her thoughts kept drifting to the letter she just posted. How many days before she gets a reply from him? Will she get one?

To be continued


© Asha Seth

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67 Replies to “The Last Letter – A Short Story (Part 1)”

      1. I thought it was just beautiful. No that’s not just an adjective I’m using for the heck of it. It was BEAUTIFUL. what I really like about the way you write is how personal it feels. You bring out emotions very well in your writings. It’d such a pleasure interacting with someone of your caliber. I’m glad I have this blog because it’s helped me connect with some really good writers – like you 😊


        1. That’s truly very kind and humble of you. I am much so blessed to have friends like yourself around, because in real life I’m quite anti-social and making friends is definitely off the list. Thanks, Pradita. You always motivate me. 🙂


        1. That’s really wonderful for you to say. When you put your heart out in your writing, you’re worried if your readers might like or not. But you put my heart to rest. Thank you, dear friend.


    1. I’m so glad you enjoyed it, Shalz. The next part shall be up soon. I am working on it and with the expectations from all readers, I really have to have it a notch higher. I hope it comes out better.


  1. Good storytelling- this story has. But you know which (other) element of it hooks me till the end? The beauty of sentences. The way you’ve structured them, Asha.🙂
    Sometimes we read a piece not only for the story but for relishing the beauty of phrases and sentences it is made up of. I absolutely loved the story and waiting for the next part but sentence structure – that is what I adored the most about this piece.😍😋

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    1. It’s after a long time that I’ve heard from you and oh what!
      I enjoyed writing this bit and I do take care that my sentences are draped well and speak well. You observe better.
      Anxious to know what you think of the next part.
      On a different note though, what are you reading?


      1. Awaiting!🙂
        Will it have two parts or more?

        Finished reading ‘Not a penny more, not a penny less’ which my dad had read 20 years back and loved at that point of time. I, well, didn’t enjoy it much. Found it overrated. But why my dad loved it then, I think I can guess now that I finished the book.
        Next on reading list is ‘Wuthering Heights’. Excited!😋
        What is going on with you on reading front?


        1. I haven’t got it planned, if you ask. But It’s more or less there.
          I ain’t a big fan of Jeffrey’s. Sadly, his books never got the good of me. But it’s always such a pleasure to read books our parents have read and then discuss it with them. Don’t you think?
          Wuthering Heights is a darling little book. Don’t remember the number of times I’ve read it. So yes, be excited. I am reading Poe at the moment. His short stories. Such a smart literary genius was he!


“I love writing. I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions.” ― James A. Michener

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