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Chapter 5
Vannie was beginning to get quite worried. She hadn’t got a letter from Miles for a good few days now. It was like he had abandoned her. What had happened to him? Had he fallen off a cliff or something. It was scaring her. She really cared about him and she didn’t want anything at all the happen to him. But she was truly worried about what had happened. She hadn’t said anything bad in her letters. She was sure of it. She could send him another letter. But wouldn’t that look like she was obsessed or something. She sat on her bed, looking out the window as if hoping that an owl would suddenly appear with a letter from him.
In truth the reason Miles hadn’t been sending her any letters was because of the one he thought she had sent. He hadn’t thought that Vannie could be that harsh. She obviously wasn’t what he had thought she was. It just didn’t seem like her at all. Maybe he should have sent her another letter. But he couldn’t bring himself to write one. What happened if he got one like she had sent back. It would make him feel bad all over again. The Vannie that had written that letter hadn’t been his Vannie. Had she changed over the summer? And had the few weeks of the last term been too much to ask for?
Still feeling depressed as ever Vannie had taken a walk in the fields behind her house. Even talking to the neighbours had not lifted her spirits. She just couldn’t understand why Miles wasn’t replying to her letters. He did still want to be her boyfriend didn’t he? Or maybe he had found someone else. A pureblood. Someone who was more accepted by his father. Someone who wouldn’t make him disgrace his family. Yes that must be it. He had found another girl. Someone who was better than her, who had a better bloodline. He wouldn’t have to disappoint his father with her like he would have to if he stayed with Vannie.
Sitting down, leaning against a tree she truly hoped what she was thinking wasn’t true. Her Miles wouldn’t hurt like that would he? And wouldn’t he at least owl her and tell her if he’d found someone else. It wouldn’t be that much to ask would it? She could feel tears stinging the back of her eyes. She loved him so much. Was she really that replaceable?