No more silence. No more "I need space." No more "it's complicated."
This time: It was me. I love you. I want us.
Your first spell reached his desire. That is why he wants you in the dark and goes quiet in the light.
Desire and words are two different locks. His body opened. His mouth sits right next to his pride, and his pride has kept it shut.
This ritual reaches his mouth. The sky has already brought the sentence to his teeth this month. At midnight on Halloween I break the seal that keeps it there.
Yes. I don't work on her, and I don't work on his situation. I work on him: on the truth he swallows and the pride that makes him swallow it.
When the seal breaks, he ends it himself, before he comes to you. You won't have to ask.
No. I need his name and yours. It is his letter, not hers.
Anything else you know, tell me in your own words when I write to you.
No. He will never know.
He will only feel it: the morning the sentence comes up the way it always does, and for the first time it won't go back down.
I count from the casting, at midnight on Halloween.
Night 1, he can't sleep. The seal is gone, and the truth sits in his mouth with nowhere to go.
Day 3, the phone. Before midnight: "Are you awake? I need to say something and I don't want to do it by text."
Day 5, the excuses die. "The timing." "I needed space." He hears them out loud and they sound like what they are.
Day 7, he says it. "It was me. I was a coward. I love you. I never stopped. It was always you."
Day 10, he clears the way. Whoever was in the picture, he ends it. Himself.
Day 13, November 13, when Mercury turns direct, he's at your table: "I want us. Properly. I want to build it with you."
And then he's the one waiting for your answer.
Within minutes, you receive an email from me with a few questions about him. Simply reply with your answers, before Halloween if you can.
On Saturday, October 31, I write his name on a letter and seal it with black wax. At midnight, New York time, I break the seal. By hand.
My email also tells you the one small thing I want you to do on your side that night. And after the casting, your confession reading arrives in your inbox.
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