Bonnie opened her eyes and the candles expired. She stood and walked out of the square.
“I let him know” she said.
“Guys, I think te should see this” Keith said. Bonnie and Matt turned around to him. He was leaning against the tavolo with a bunch of letters in his hands.
“What do te have?” Matt asked as they both walked to him.
“I found these in Jeremy’s pocket. I was looking for his phone, when these fell out. They’re from Kelsey to Veronica”
He gave a few to Bonnie and a few to Matt and he started Leggere the first of his own.

“Dear Ronnie,

I’m sorry I had to leave so suddenly. Something awful happened to me last night and I can’t make it undone. And I can’t come back. My parents have been keeping secrets from me, about who I really am. It turns out the woman who raised me isn’t my real mother. I’m going to find her and get some answers.
I’m worried about Amber. I don’t think she understands what went down the night my parents threw me out of the house. Will te look after her? Will te tell her that I Amore her? I didn’t get to say goodbye. I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye to te either, but I know it would’ve been too painful. I’ll try to write as much as possible, but there’s no use in Scrivere me back. I don’t have a current address.
I Amore te and I miss you,

Kelsey”

Keith looked up to see Matt and Bonnie’s reactions.
“Here’s another” Matt commented.

“Dear Ronnie,

I met my mother. She is everything I could’ve hoped for. She’s kind, beautiful and just like me. Of course she was a little taken aback when I showed up at her doorstep, but she didn’t blow me off. She gave me the risposte I needed and she offered to stay with her. But I promised Keith I’d stay with him for a while.
Right now I’m traveling with some friends. I wish te could come, but that’s impossible. I don’t think te would like my new friends.
God, I miss hearing your voice, seeing your face. I miss your hands in mine. I just really miss you. When the nights get too painful, I think about te and it gets better. No matter how far away te are, te always get me through. I know I’m being unfair to you. I should stop writing, because I know that with every letter I send to you, I give te new hope. But I can’t stop myself.
Maybe one day, when my parents have accepted the real me, I can come home. But right now I’m afraid that when I put one toe into Mystic Falls they’ll come after me with a pitchfork.

I Amore te and I miss you,

Kelsey”

“Oh my God” Bonnie detto as realization hit her in the face. “Kelsey wasn’t Veronica’s best friend. She was her girlfriend”