Dear Harry,
Ten months ago, this would've been considered a joke.
But, love, that was ten months ago. If I could go back, I would.
I would be lying if I said I didn't spend almost every waking second of my life, regretting what I had done that night.
I'm sorry, Harry.
What you did hurt me, but leaving you hurt me even more.
In the eyes of a narrow minded person, it's your fault.
A lot of people are very narrow minded these days, so, again, I'm sorry.
I let them ruin you.
I let myself ruin you.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Yours forever,
Alba Stockton
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Fanfiction"I don't get it, Alba. Why do you write to him if you aren't going to send the letters, anyway?" In which a girl's letters to her ex boyfriend are accidentally sent.
