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Dear Matt,

I promised myself I wouldn't write to you again and maybe I'll never send the letter. But the need to talk to you is stronger than ever.
Because I've seen that you've done it, you've written your own book.
And I can't help but be proud of you in some way.
A book about your thoughts is written on the back of the book. I don't know whether it's your story that you read to me back then or whether it's about your life. And I don't even want to know.
It was your dream to become an author and now you are one and I hope you are happy with it. Anyway, one of us is fulfilling our dreams.
But I won't read it, I won't even touch it. I swore that to myself.
Because I'm too scared that you'll somehow mention me in there. Maybe you didn't mention my name, but maybe you wrote something that indirectly refers to us and our relationship.

Do you still think about us sometimes or have you forgotten all about us?

Your Chaise Hawkins

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