I don't know if you'll read this.
I don't even know if you'll remember me a year from now.
But I built this little space anyway. Not to ask, not to impress, but to say... thank you.
You made my year lighter. I just wanted to leave something behind.
"Some people walk into your life quietly, and somehow, they leave echoes forever."🎧 Listen to the Playlist
You lighten up the reader spark inside me.
Before you, I didn't really believe I could fall in love with a book. But then, one random mention turned into a quiet obsession. And now… reading feels like a piece of you I get to carry forward.
Divine Rivals
You probably don't even remember the moment you mentioned this book.
But I do. I remember it clearly. And that one, small recommendation opened up a whole world to me.
Divine Rivals became more than a book for me. It became a memory — one
of
the best memories I could ever have... you.
This book is my favorite, and it will probably stay at the top forever.
Not only because of the story, but because it will always remind me of you.
Thank you for being such a divine person in my life.
"It takes courage to let down your armor… you will miss so much by being so guarded."
— Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals
I remember the day I bought this book. I wasn't even planning to. You mentioned it once, in passing. I took that moment and held onto it. And now it holds me back, in the best way possible. I love this book so much and it'll be forever in my heart, you will be forever in my heart, no matter where life takes us.
Teacher, I don't know how you found this book, or when you added it to your wishlist—but
thank you so much for mentioning it in class.
You probably don't realize it, but every time I look at these two books, you come to
mind. Every time I think about Roman or Iris, it's you who appears in my thoughts.
You've awakened the best version of me. And I wish—more than anything—that one day we
could be friends. That has quietly become my biggest dream.
Do you know why brown is my favorite color now?
Because of the way your eyes and hair blend into that shade—soft, deep, beautiful. The
moment I noticed it, I couldn't fight it anymore. Brown became my color.
And Ireland... I don't even know if you really love it the way I imagined, but you made
it feel magical. The way you joked about leprechauns, St. Patrick's Day, that green
little hat... you made me fall in love with a country I've never even been to—and I love
you for that.
You helped me find my dreams again. You made me feel again. You brought excitement back into my life. Even if just for a short time... you made me feel alive.
Ruthless Vows felt like a goodbye letter I didn't want to read... but needed to. It gave me answers, heartbreak, and healing. And even though nothing will ever hit as hard as Divine Rivals, this book gave me the closure I didn't know I was looking for. Just like life, it was painful and beautiful all at once. And when I closed it, I whispered: “Thank you” to the author, to the story… and to you.
“Let me be your secret, then. Tuck my words into your pocket. Let them be your armor.”
— Rebecca Ross, Ruthless Vows
You made me fall in love with this story, Sabrina. You made me want to read! Do you know how hard that is? You made me read! You woke up my reader version without even meaning it! You are the best, seriously... I meant every word on the physical letters and the gifts I gave you, and I mean every single word in this last gift as well.
In October of 2024, I tried to reconnect with an old friend. We used to be best
friends—back when we were just kids. We even had a crush on each other. There was never
anything beyond that, no second intentions… just a simple, innocent kind of love.
Last year, after seeing her again on the same bus as me, I decided to reach out. But
things didn't go the way I hoped. It left me heartbroken for months. I lost interest in
everything. The world felt cold and gray.
And then… you came along.
Suddenly, life had color again.
Everything felt warmer, brighter, funnier—like I had found a piece of myself that I
thought was gone.
You might not realize how much you matter to me. But I need you to know: you do.
Do you remember that time I was doing the wrong lesson and you gently corrected me? Maybe it was just another moment for you—but for me, it was unforgettable.
And the day you hugged me when I gave you the letter and the chocolate… That's a memory I've placed carefully in the hall of my favorites. A place where only the most special moments live.
Well, we have just talked about Divine Rivals. What about some letters? HAHA
First Letter - “The Truth I Never Knew How to Say”
Dear Sabrina,
I don't know how you see me.
I don't know what—if anything—crosses your mind when you think about me.
I've often wondered: did my presence ever make a difference to your day? Or was I just another student,
one more name among many?
The truth is, I'll never really know.
I can't read your thoughts. I can't ask those questions out loud.
But I do know this: what I felt for you was something I've never felt before.
It wasn't just admiration.
It wasn't just a crush.
It was this quiet, slow-burning warmth that settled in my chest every time I saw you smile, or heard you
speak, or watched you laugh at something small.
It felt… safe. New. Real.
I think a part of me was just drawn to your light — to the way you brought calm into the room without
even trying.
And maybe it was one-sided. Maybe I noticed you more than you ever noticed me.
But that's okay.
I still wish I could be closer to you.
To talk more. To know the things that make you laugh when no one's around.
To be the kind of friend you could count on, not just a quiet presence in the back of a classroom.
But sometimes, I wonder if our lives are just too different.
And that hurts in a way I don't know how to explain.
Maybe I'm overthinking. I do that a lot.
But I also know how rare it is to feel something this honest for someone — and I would've regretted it
forever if I didn't at least try to say it.
You were a light for me in a season where I really needed something to hold on to.
Even if you didn't know it, even if you never intended to be…
You helped me without ever realizing it.
And that's why, above everything else, I just want to say thank you.
For existing exactly the way you are.
For being kind.
For being present during a time in my life that would've been so much darker without you in it.
With all the sincerity I have to give,
— Heitor
Second Letter - “Maybe, One Day”
Dear Sabrina,
This letter isn't meant to be heavy, okay?
I'm not here to ask for anything or to make you feel uncomfortable in any way.
I just wanted to share a few words I never had the chance — or maybe the courage — to say when it
mattered most.
You were important to me.
Not in a loud, over-the-top way. Just quietly, steadily.
Your presence brought a sense of calm to my days, and even though we didn't talk much, you still became
someone I admired deeply.
There was something about you — your kindness, your patience, the way you carried yourself — that made
me feel like things could be better. Like maybe I could be better too.
What I felt wasn't dramatic or romantic in the way stories usually tell it.
It was something softer, something that made me smile silently, that made ordinary moments feel a little
more special just because you were part of them.
I still don't know what you think of me. Maybe I was just a quiet student who stayed in the
background. And if that's all I ever was, that's okay.
But I hope I was someone you wouldn't mind calling a friend someday.
I would love that — to know you more, to share small conversations, to be part of your world in some
quiet, honest way.
And if that never happens, I'll still be grateful. Because you were exactly what I needed in a moment I
didn't know how to explain.
This isn't a goodbye, not really.
It's just a soft way of letting go of the pressure in my heart, while leaving the door open — if life
ever lets our paths cross again, I hope it's in a way that feels light, kind, and natural.
Thank you for being you.
For showing up.
For existing during a time I needed to believe that good people still do.
And if we ever talk again — as friends, or whatever life has in store — just know I'll be glad to hear
from you.
I love you.
— Heitor