LETTER THREE

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Camz,

School sucks. I see why you left Yale now. All they do here is throw words in our faces and expect us to understand every single one of them. I'm starting to get burnt out and we're only a few weeks into the spring semester.

How am I supposed to do this for another two years?

Tell me, are you still studying law? I hope the answer to that is yes. You've always had a real knack for arguing with people. Especially with me.

Normani and Dinah tried to set me up on a date the other day and I wanted to laugh in their faces. Nobody could possibly replace you. I genuinely believe that we're soulmates—whether you like it or not.

I heard My Boo on shuffle the other day and I bursted into tears. I looked like a raccoon with my mascara running down my face, but at least Dinah got a kick out of it though.

Camila... Come home. Please. I don't know if I can live without you any longer.

Sincerely,

Lauren

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