6: Letter 2

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December 12th, 2002

It's me, Jiddah.

I know I am the last person you want to hear from; it would be strange if you didn't hate me, but I need you to know how sorry I am anyway. The truth is, I got scared, AK, and that's why, I ran, only for me to end on your doorstep. It was like a reflex action. Finding you when I needed an oasis from my life's desert. And like always, you had let me in. I had shattered your heart and was days away from marrying your brother but you gave me shelter. I never understood why. I never understood why you loved me as much as you did. I'm sorry I disappeared in the morning without saying goodbye.

Don't forgive me.

Yours forever,
Jiddah Adam Yusuf

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