FLST03
Receipt: FLST03
Author: Amber
Status: Diner
Subject: Business as Usual
I’m sorry. You’re right. The lies and secrets only ever hurt people. I see that now. Trying to keep things… obscured… it’s a constant trade-off in trust. A lot of us bought into Jean-Marc’s belief that he was keeping us safe by keeping us in the dark. I know I should’ve said something, anything before I just… left. Part of me didn’t want you to get hurt. I wasn’t sure how the Zulus would react to a new Shaka. Part of me also didn’t want to hurt you, either. I knew you’d think working for Secret was a stupid idea. It was. But I think the biggest part of me was just scared to say goodbye in the first place.
I know, there probably isn’t much I can say that would make up for me ghosting you. Especially considering how terrifying those nights following the fall of Fate must’ve felt alone. I remember how freaked out I was, but I at least had Alex to fall back on. I just… I guess in my head, I thought nothing could shake you because you’re so calm and collected. That was stupid. I took your level-headedness for granted, and I didn’t stop to consider how you would feel beyond just angry at me for the choice I made.
Apologies are cheap, and actions speak louder than words. I know there’s probably nothing I could do to make things up to you, but I won’t stop trying. I hope that you’re able to see the change in me. That goes for more than just Kyle, by the way. I’ve gone through all this trouble getting everyone back together, and I don’t want it to just be another Cafe and Diner repeat. We’ll make decisions as a group, we’ll keep things open with each other, and we’ll be as human as we can be. Well, human and human adjacent.