London, May 20th
Dear Anthony,
It has been 2 years since you left and they have been the worst of my life.
The guilt for everything that happened to you grows bigger each day: the fight, the trues and mainly the accident stronghold on my mind. I shouldn't have asked you to pick up the ice cream that night... How stupid of me... It really was the worst day of my life. I lost my brother, my best friend... I simply lost you and every day I feel the guilt eating me alive...
I really am sorry Anthony... I love you so much and you'll always be on my little soul
Sweet kisses,
Julie
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Sweet Kisses, Julie
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