Letter 55

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Dear Delilah,

Never in a million years, did I think that we were going to stop being with each other.

I went to go see you the other day, but you didn't answer. I know that you were there behind the door. I could hear you crying. I just wanted to hold you.

Love,
Niall.

P.S. The heart wants what it wants.

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