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Dearest,

Violet.

I'm sorry.

Jesus Christ,

I'm so sorry.

You need to understand that

yes, the bet was my idea...

but I didn't mean to hurt you.

And I know that

this excuse

doesn't make it any better,

because I dared Tyler

to go out with you

and make you fall in love

with him

when I didn't know

who you were.

But Violet,

I thought you were dangerous

and creepy.

I just wanted you

to leave me alone

and stop writing.

And that's not

the case anymore.

Please, I made a mistake.

Give me a chance

to prove to you that

I can be good.

For you.

I can be whatever

you want me to be.

What do you want me to be?

Just tell me

and I'll be that for you.

Violet, please.

I'm sorry.

-Ryder.

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