Dear Brenden,
Alright.
Move on.
I can’t
write through my tears, so I’m just going to say it quickly: since receiving
your last letter, I’ve moved on too. And holy crap it’s nothing like you, and
it never will be. But it’s something to get me through the days and it’s
someone who respects me and my heart. So he’s different than you in many ways.
Have a nice
life, Brenden. I hope we never cross paths again.
Yours in regret,
Aria Hall
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