Dear Keefe,
Amy, Fitz, and I have been doing exercises to see if she can recall anything else. No luck so far. I'm sure you know plenty of that, though.
It's weird to be doing this stuff without you teasing us about "looking into each others' eyes." It almost feels empty.
Anyway, all Amy can remember is a face. She described him as tall, with big muscles and a scar on his left cheek. The problem is that we don't know anyone with that description. She's working with someone on the Black Swan to make an illustration of him and see if anyone recognizes him. We have nothing so far.
I love you and I miss you.
Your Foster ❤
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Dear Keefe ↠ A Sokeefe Story ✔️
Fanfic[ COMPLETED AND EDITED ] AU where Keefe takes more than 4 days to wake up and Sophie doesn't know what to do. *** Dear Keefe, It's Sophie. This isn't a conventional method, I know, but I can't do anything else. I can't bear the thought of losing...
