Letter Fifty

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Dear Robby my love,
I have something I must tell you. I'm going to KILL Kristin Stewart for cheating on you. NO ONE hurts my Robby Poo. NO ONE.
Meet me at the Lincoln memorial, Friday night.
Be ready Robby poo.
Xoxo, your secret admirer

Roberts POV:
I was laying in the tub when my housekeeper, Ed Sheeran knocked on the door. "Housekeeping," he announced. "Come in," I replied. Eddy entered the room with an Irish jig. "I have your mail."

Once again there was that same white envelope with a red heart sticker sealing it closed

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Once again there was that same white envelope with a red heart sticker sealing it closed. Unfortunately, there was no chocolate inside this time. Once I had read the letter, I lifted my head up, my face hot from blushing. I felt my magical wand begin to grow. The l-lincoln memorial?? But I can't go there. I live in Los Angeles and I can't skip filming again, I'll be fired!

Rob's Diary:
Dear Diary, I know there is no way I can possibly make it, but I can't stop thinking about Friday night, where I might meet my one true love. Should I go and miss filming? To be or not to be...that is the question.
Until tomorrow, Robert

Thank you so much for your support everyone!!! Stay tuned for some excitement coming up in the next chapter 😏

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