February 8th, 1827
Dear William,
when I saw you under my window, calling my name at four in the morning last night, I just knew something wasn't as usual, it was a little scary, even. You've changed drastically, but not for the better. I couldn't understand a word you were saying, but deep inside, I feel like I did. And I'm hoping that I understood it right.
Though I have to say, it's unusual for you to be that way - vulnerable, drunk or even, well I don't know how to say this without sounding mean, but you seemed to be inebriated by opium's embrace. Seeing you like that disturbed me.
Are you doing well? This didn't feel like you. I think it might have something to do with you spending more time with Fred. He has a negative influence on you, and I say this because you became so self-destructive ever since you started being in his company more often. Also, we never see you, it's like you suddenly forgot about all of us.
I won't stop you from being friends with anyone, because who am I to tell you what to do, but I'm begging you, please take care of yourself - I'm fearing something bad might happen soon.
Love,
Lotte
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The Sorrows of Young Lotte: Letters from the Heart
Romance"The Sorrows of Young Lotte" is an epistolary novel about a young woman, Charlotte (or Lotte). It was inspired by Goethes "The Sorrows of Young Werther", hence the similar title. It is a story of unrequited love between Lotte and William. It's a who...
