This letter is far more than love to me. It is a spell bound magical wordings of papers that has all my emotions trapped.
I remeber the day of my first chritmas in Peter's house. He has accidently handed to me while I hold his cookies to serve.
I thought so. The she about whom he wrote was perhaps me, but it wasn't.
It has always been Betty.
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