Dean,
I'm on my way to my aunt's house. I'll be staying there until the threats stopped. Dad agreed on it too because probably deep inside himself, he knows my life's at risk.
Remember our first solo trip to Italy together? I want that to happen again. I want to go back there on our honeymoon. I still want to get married to you. I still want to have your kids. I still want to wake up next to you every morning. I still want to be a lawyer. I still want to see you as a doctor. I still want to see both our career grow. I still want to see the house we planned out together.
I still want to see you, and hug you, and kiss you. . . I love you, Dean. I love you. I love you.
Italia
DU LIEST GERADE
right where you left me
KurzgeschichtenDean Harolds was sure he made the right decision of moving on from Italia Lace, his dead ex-girlfriend, and marrying his girlfriend of 3 months. But one boxed mail of letters from Italia, written just before her death, made him question his decision...
