Dear Robin,
A girl came up to me today, her name was Vickie.
She said she knew you, that you were friends. She was nice. She rambled a lot, it reminded me of you. A lot of things remind me of you. Like when I see a purple car. It seems normal at first but then when you think about it, you realise there's really not many of them. They're one of a kind. When I get my driver license, I'll get a purple car. For you.
From Nancy.
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The Things I Should've Said//Ronance
FanfictionRobin ended her own life and Nancy writes letters to her as a coping mechanism for grief:) These are her letters.
