his letter

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my dearest ophelia,

I fear I must write to you after all this time to request your help. I would usually not bother you but I am afraid that this is a task that only someone of your power can solve.

I cannot describe the trouble I have found myself in through this letter but I request your presence here, in New Orleans, urgently.

My family and I await your return eagerly. 

This home is as much ours as it is yours. I trust you remember where to find us.

yours,

niklaus


Not even a fucking 'how are you'

Yet still, I've already packed my bag...


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