Eden’s Phone
Eden : I didn’t think I’d send a text to you ever again, old phone. Or ‘F’. F was your name, from ‘Friend’. But there was no friend, only myself. And I couldn’t even dare to say the word ‘friend’, because it was forbidden to have a friend.
So, I thought you’d like to know what happens in the future: I find Isaiah again. I will keep him this time. I also find myself in the future. Not my old self. My new one. She is a little broken, but she is brave. She is happy. And, more importantly, she is here. She survived. I survived.
And, who knows, I might also go on to live.
Stranger things have happened .
Isaiah : I have your old phone. A message just came through—I don’t even know how that’s possible. I just wanted to let you know that I have it.
Isaiah : I won’t read the message.
Eden : I’ve decided to keep my phone alive, so it has a SIM card and it’s working. I didn’t know who had it—I thought it was Faith. She had it turned off.
Isaiah : I am the one who has it now. And it’s not off.
Eden : Read it.
Isaiah : Are you sure?
Eden : You’ve read everything else.
Isaiah : Twice.
Eden : Oh.
Eden : In that case, definitely read this one too.
Isaiah : Will I cry.
Eden : A better man wouldn’t.
Isaiah : Ah, but I am not a better man. I am your man.
Isaiah : Ok. Reading it right now.
Isaiah : Just for your information, I am not crying. But it’s hard to catch my breath.
Isaiah : It’s hard not to be holding you right now. Kissing you.
Eden : Come get me then.