{ ninth letter }

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my love,

this is the last letter i'm writing to you before i enter cryosleep.

i always thought if i had to sleep for so much time, i'd sleep next to you.

but i'm going to be more alone than i ever thought.

ten years of sleeping.

i wonder what i dream of.

i hope it's about you, lincoln.

i hope it is.

please come back to me.

even if its just in my dreams.

i would give anything to see you again.

i love you so much, lincoln.

you have no idea.

i will always love you.

with sadness and love, 

yours only, octavia.

  "I sensed that he was dead, but wasn't sure if death was forever

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  "I sensed that he was dead, but wasn't sure if death was forever. It seemed best to stay nearby, in case the chance came to make everything changed."   

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