Dear John,
I want to die. I said before that you are my life, but now you're gone. All that is left is my body, which I shall dispose of now. You might come to save me like Mary predicted, but if you don't, I guess I'll just die. Call me dramatic, but I think maybe I should have stayed away like Mycroft suggested when I faked my death.
-SH
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Dear John 》COMPLETED
FanfictionIn which Sherlock writes letters to John. -Johnlock-
