Tony's pov
Another week had passed, I was now getting worried. What if she is hurt? I would ask myself. Jaime comforts me, I think he has given up on her writing back as well, but i wouldn't be to sure of it, he can be quite stubborn sometimes.
I would do anything to hear from her, she made me happy and I don't have that anymore. Happiness. I had been through a stage of upset, and worry, and slight anger (although i was not able to stay mad at her for long, she was just too nice), and now i was in denial, as Jaime said.
Once again I decided to write another letter. Just in case. It would probably be my last try, but i needed to know she was okay !
It read:
To Jodi,
I still haven't heard from you. I am so worried, please just answer me, I don't care if you hate me for some reason. Maybe something I said or did upset you, maybe you've had a change of heart, but i don't want to give up on you. I cant. You have changed me so much recently and i wouldn't be able to let go of this so soon and so abruptly.
It's been 3 weeks and I'm not giving up, I will keep writing letters to you until the day I die just to get a response because you are my happiness, you're letters remind me of what i have to live for, and shine a light on my days which can sometimes be pitch black.
Once again, I hope you write back soon.
From Tony.
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I tucked it inside an envelope and once again posted it later that day, still not wanting to give up on my friend.