Dear Calum,
It wasn't you. Baby, it wasn't you! I have hope. Hope that you're still out there. I feel so bad for the family of Tate Carnier, because that's the true identity of the body. They figured that out after I left.
But baby, where are you? If you're not dead, that means there's a chance. Why won't you just come back? At least tell me where you are? Tell me anything. Baby I just need a sign, something. Anything.
I'm going to see Jack later today, and I'm going to ask him to go out to dinner with me. I think I'm ready to finally move on. I think I'm free. I think I have that feeling I had with you.
I think I'm happy.
Love,
Dani
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Letters to Calum
Teen Fiction"I've never been so scared of losing something in my life, then again nothing in my life has ever meant as much to me as you do."
