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Edward,

Today I wrote you a giant letter with all the things I'm sorry about and all the things I wish I could fix and all the things that will never be the same. But I couldn't find the courage to give it to you, so I tore it up instead.

Today I wrote a letter of regret because that's all we are now.

A sad pile of torn up regret.

- Sarah.

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