You released me tonight. . .
I asked you to do it but the emptiness I feel doesn't go away just because I got what I asked for. Part of me hoped that you wouldn't. That you'd look at me and see that I am worth living for. I guess when Sookie fails, I shouldn't expect to succeed. You've always picked her over me and this time isn't any different.
I don't understand why you want to die. I know living is hard. Watching the fine lines etch faded smiles onto the faces of those we love. Seeing children we can't have growing into adults that I'll never get to be. But I was prepared to stand by your side as time moved all around us. I was ready to face the centuries.
You are the only father I have ever loved. The only man who took my mistakes in stride and smoothed my roughed edges when no one else could. You took me from my family and now? Now you're leaving me with a house that is too big with too many things that will remind me of you when you leave this Earth. I have loved you Bill Compton, fought to be the type of daughter you would be proud enough to stand by. I pray that the peace I cannot give you is found in the arms of the family I could never join.
The tear stained letter is left on her desk. There's a part of her that wants to give it to him but she knows it's not fair. For all the sadness and pain she feels she can only accept that he will not hear her out. He will not be swayed by pleas or tears.
His mind is made up so now. . . Now all she can do is try to live. The one thing Bill Compton was eternally afraid of doing.