Double-crossed

Gals, it's the end of the world for me!

That good-for-nothing Charlie took my sister Helen away; off to Paris they went. I think my heart is broken. I found this letter from Helen:

My dearest Marion,

    You have always been there for me and had to carry the responsibilities of the eldest sister, and for that I will forever be grateful. But you don't have to worry about me anymore. I can take care of myself, now. You'll be ecstatic to know that Charlie and I eloped six months ago. We couldn't be happier! It pained me to see you everyday and not be able to share with you my happiness. I don't know why I couldn't level with you. I think I was afraid of breaking your heart. And when Lincoln finally proposed to you, I didn't tell you then because I did not want to take away from your moment... so I kept quiet. I wanted to tell you, I did! Believe me! But the perfect time didn't present itself.

    About two weeks ago, when Charlie returned from his business trip he delivered the best news of our lives! He purchased a house for us in Paris! He made the arrangements for our travels.

   Oh, Marion, I know you're happy for me. I wish I could be there with you as you're reading this letter so that I can see the joy in your face and so that you can see the tears of joy in my eyes! How truly happy I am.

    At this moment, I am hundreds of miles away, but I will write to you and keep you up to date with my affairs. I hope you do the same. I will visit you in the States and I will not miss your wedding. I promise.

Love,

Helen.

I don't know what to make of this! Why couldn't Helen tell me this in person?

-Marion.