Lettre à Alcide Hurst

Dad,
I don't know why I'm writing to you. You destroyed me, my entire life. You put Naya in danger, you put Lorcan and Melissa in danger. I can barely think about what you did to mom, to these other women. Just the idea of being your daughter makes me sick. I can't believe I loved you and still do. For all my life you were there for me. I never really had to ask for help. You were there for me… I can't, and I don't want to understand why you did that. You took away from me the one that makes me feel safe, feel alive. You just had to say it, that you didn't want me to be happy. It would have been enough.

Don’t wait for me, I won’t come see you. You don’t deserve that privilege. You know what, your friend Andy’s more like a dad to me that you could never be now. You broke my heart more than a stupid love can do. You killed Isaac, for what ? Because he was miserable by my fault ? Don’t you understand that I broke him first! He didn’t deserve that! He didn’t deserve to die! Lorcan needed his father, and you deprived him of it.

I'm no longer your daughter.
Go to hell,
Nieves.