Letter no. 3
Remember our first fight Bambs? We fought just because of the word "bother". Because you hurt my feelings by saying that we shouldn't bother each other because it was Christmas day. I really thought I'm such a bother to you. And then you tried to defend yourself by saying that the word "bother" doesn't mean you don't want me sending you messages. But I got hurt already. Lol. And you said we should stop arguing because it's nonsense to fight on Christmas day.
And even I was a bit upset, I just said that I won that fight. Which you immediately objected and declared nobody won. You were such a jerk that time, you know. But that was what I love about you. I just love your soul Bambs.
Bea
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If She Had Known
Short StoryA short story and its mysteries written in notes. Luigi Brunswick was a handsome man in his 30s, successful in his career as an IT manager, single and alone in his life. Until Bea Doyle became not just a friend to him but also the love of his life...
