*Eliza*

I Sighed, Scrolling Threw My Phone. I Had Just Graduated Collage A Few Years Back And Had Taken A Job Of Teaching At A Local Elementary School.

I Had Married A Fairly Wealthy Man. He Had Light, Beautiful Hair That Was Always Tied Back, The Most Crystalizing Blue Eyes, And A Smile That Could Knock Anyone Out. And He's Mine.

We Plan To Have Children, But for The Time Being We're Okay.

Angelica Married A Rich Man Who She's Fond Of. Our Father is Older Now But Loves Us Dearly.

Everything's Fine.

But Somethings Missing In My Life.

For The Past While, I've Been Going Threw Old Things From My Childhood.

I Walked Up To The Attic Of My Father's Mansion. I Trailed My Hand Along A Dusty Old Box As I Walked, A Certain Carboard Box Caught My Eye.

It Was Nothing Special Except For The Kid's Drawings. I Opended It And Found My 2nd Year Of High School YearBook.

I Curiously Opended It. The Girst Page Was SUPPOSED To be Blank But All My Friends Had Sighned It. I Scrolled Threw Pages Half Heartedly Till A Sticky Note Fell Out. The Oages Of That Part Were Blank

The Stickynote Read:

The Schyler Sisters!

Angelica!
(Messy Pink Writing. Like Always)

Eliza!
(A Neat Blue Crayon Smudged Writing)

And Peggy!
(Yellow, Light But Noticeable.)

I Sighed And Opended The Next Page.

Margarita.

The First Face I Saw Was Hers. We Were So Close..... God... I Was So Dumb.

I Looked Threw The Book Closer, This Was Before Lams. But You Could See John And Alex's Friendship Looming.

I Grabbed The Senior Year Year Book From The Box. The Year... We.... We Kicked Margarita Out.... For Being Gay......

There!

She Was Holding A Girl Hands

Peggy Schyler And Maria Lewis
Voted Most Likely To Get Married.

What Are The Chances That Would Happen?

I Feot Like Crying. She Was My Sister! My Best Friend! A Part Of Me! And I Turned My Back When She Needed Me!

When She Was Alone And Helpless, I Let Something I Knew Could Never Happen, Cloud My Mind And Let It Allow Me To Turn My Back And Cause Others To Follow.

I Left Her.

It's My Fault.

Im Sorry.