... So, I believe that shall be it for today. I wish you luck in finding Jeanne, and I will continue looking for Arthur and Valentina's love. Ivan's poor soul, he may be a ghost with all of his suffering. I hope to hear from you soon, and, after I settle down, I shall send you a letter so you shall know my new address.
Best regards and good luck,
Whoever I may be, other than this fake girl named Adrian
P.S.~ I always told Arthur that the flower was not why I loved the colour.
His eyes welled up, although a smile spread across his face. Just as stubborn as Jeanne, he thought as he finished reading the letter, neatly folding it along the already creased lines. He walked toward the desk in the corner of the room, reaching out to place it down in a wicker basket, only to hesitate with the letter merely a centimeter above it. Slowly, he brought his hand back in front of him, walking the paths of the creases with his sky blue eyes.
Finally, he looked up, deciding what to do.
He deserves to know of her existence, even if he doesn't believe in reincarnation, he thought before rummaging in the desk, finding an envelope, stamp, and pen.
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Reincarnation (Hetalia England x OC) SEE DEAR FRANCIS,
FanfictionREWRITING THIS AS DEAR FRANCIS. I UPDATE ABOUT ONCE A WEEK-ONCE EVERY TWO WEEKS. A long time ago, back in what you know as the Renaissance Age, that is where my heart lies. It never left and never again did I fall in love. I would've and almost did...
