He scanned them, probably not attaining much information from them. But I was. It read...

My dearest Henry,

I can't help but notice we haven't spoken in quite some time. My humblest apologies if I am to blame for that. I often wonder how you've been recently. I truly hope you are doing well. I miss you more than words can possibly describe, my friend. Though you have secluded yourself, I said I would be by your side forever and that continues to remain true. My heart shall remain with you through whatever threat life may send our way.

I feel eternally grateful that you, of all people, the God among men, chose me. You chose me to bless with your friendship. Admiration beats through my veins every moment I remember your shimmering smile that lit up your eyes like a match would a candle. I continuously try to remember the time we spent together, not the time we spend apart. It is too much to bear, my dear. I worry that I am the one that drove you away. Did I do something wrong? I may never know.

I know change is inevitable, but you of all people should know that even that doesn't stop my dislike for it. Everything is changing at a rapid pace recently, and I can't help but feel like I'm falling behind. I miss you more than I can describe, but if you feel that the best thing is to separate yourself from me and our friends, then I have to respect that.

Though, I yearn for your warmth once more. The irresistible need for you next to me is too strong for any man to shake. It shatters my heart into too many pieces to count, it makes me shed enough tears to fill the River Thames. Words cannot begin to explain the chaos in my mind, My dear. You were the only one that could tame the fiery wind of my thoughts. With the touch of a hand, you made it a cool breeze, like the one that floated by us on those dear summer nights. The nights we spent alone on the roof of the university's library. The moonlight glistened in your eyes, your smile making my heart erupt with butterflies.

But alas, fate tears me from you as easily as one would rip the paper. There has been something on my mind for the last 25 years. From the first time, I saw you, to now. This feeling survived through every fight, every goodbye, every late night, and every new friend, it survived hell. So I ask you to take it on with an open mind, though I doubt you will. Should these worlds be your final good memories of me, know that I have never tried to take advantage of you because of this. Know how important you are to your friends and your family, and how much you are valued and loved. Furthermore, you were the one who taught me how to be brave, so I must use that now.

I love you, my dear Henry. Not in the way that a brother loves his brother, or a father loves his son. I love you in a way that a wife loves a husband. I would stare into your eyes for eternity were it possible. I want to wrap my arms around you and never let go. I want to run my hand through your hair, though you've never liked it. I want to tell you how much I love you every morning as I wake by your side. And yet, no matter how much I want this, or how many dreams I have, it can never be true. Either by society's threat of punishment or your newfound resentment towards me. I know full well it is a sin. And while I don't wish to disobey the church, I love you more than any winged baby.

I hope you can forget any memories you have of me with ease. I hope you don't regret it. I wish you the very best in your life, my dear boy. I wish you find someone who will make you as happy as you have made me, for this is goodbye.

Simply a stranger, Gabriel John Utterson.

I couldn't speak. Every thought I had ever had left my mind at that moment. Only one thing stayed persistent.

"He loves me too!" I screamed at Hyde, probably smiling as if I was in control of my body. "I told you! I am worth it! I am capable of being loved!" I continued to chant, feeling my heart beating faster. "I love him so much...We need to tell him!" I said, my mind now racing. "We have to send him a letter back. He thinks I hate him, I feel so bad. Come on, Edward," I whined, trying to get him to walk to the study.

He begins to move, then he begins to run. His eagerness concerned me as he leaped into the room and collapsed on my chair. I didn't spare a thought about how he might break it, I was just happy to see he was excited as I was. He ripped a piece of paper from my draw, dipped my quill in the ink, and began to write...

Regarding Gabriel John Utterson,

"That's a bit harsh, don't you think? I'm telling him amazing news, it's not warenting this passive aggressive opening," I told Hyde. Though he continued. "No...nonononono Hyde! What are you doing?!?!" I yelled as I saw the heinous words he was spewing onto the page. "No! I love him! Why are you saying he's a monster?! He's perfect! It's not a sin! Hyde! Stop! This is too far!" I screamed as he lets out a vicious laugh. He didn't say anything as I tried desperately to take the reigns. He shoved it in an envelope, scribbling Gabriel's name and address over the front. I continued to fill his brain with screams, painful and hurt, as he handed his note to the postman.

"He will never love you. I will make sure of it," He snickered, walking back into the house, leaving me numb.