My dearest Melissa, I am on my way to Toronto as we speak, I'm not even sure why I'm writing this letter to you, you can't ever read, I found out your secret, I wish you would have told me sooner, but mom and dad revealed everything to me.
Why didn't you tell me you had gotten into a motorcycle crash?
I might have stopped writing a long time ago. If only I had known that I would never see you again, that you never enrolled in a college, that you never could meet my wife, our puppy, and you daughters. Oh, that's right, I never got to tell you that Aph and I have a daughter! Her name is Alena, but before Alena we adopted a little girl named Lilith, because at first the doctor told us that Aph couldn't have children, but turns out they were wrong, now we have two beautiful girls, I knew Aph was crazy, but I didn't think she'd go so far as to think about adopting two more sons! She really wants to, and convinced me to agree because they could be lots of help. We just have to finish up the paperwork and make it official, we're adopting two older boys, the oldest is Levin, who is twelve, and the younger one is Malachi, he's ten.
Sure they might have chores, but we're hoping to give them the best life we can!
Your loving brother, Aaron