letter one

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january first, twenty-sixteen

twelve fifteen am

Dear Rose,

it's been one year since you died in the ICU. one whole fucking year. I don't know how I managed to do it. i remember the us before the sickness that took your life. I miss you so so much and it hurts me. Fuck, it really hurts like hell. I hope we can see each other again. I miss you, the angel from my nightmare.

to infinity and beyond,

Ashton xx

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this is my first book so i know its crappy lol


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