The Letter
Chapter One
Dearest Lydia, my darling,
This is my last hope, because I am desperate. Desperately in love with you and desperate to
understand what happened. You won't see me, won't write. Why? I thought you loved me and I
loved you and that would be enough. Instead you keep secrets, you keep things hidden even from
the people who love you. But whatever mistakes you made and whatever mistakes I made, none
of it matters. I don't care. All that matters is that I love you. I love you so much my heart aches
whenever I think of you. My arms miss holding you, and my lips miss the feel of your soft skin.
I wonder if you know the depth of my love for you. Perhaps I never told you what you needed to
hear. So consider this my last stand. I love you, I always will, and I would do anything to make
you happy. If you want a new life for yourself, I will try to understand, because your happiness
means more to me than my own. What happens next is your choice. If you no longer want me, I
need to hear it from you, otherwise I'll keep hoping. I'll keep looking for you, because without you
I'm lost.
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