Letter Twenty Five

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Dear Troye,

Matt read my letters to you, every last one. He knows I cheated on him now. Is it bad I don't care at all? He yelled and screamed at me all night, tore down posters from the wall, broke glasses. He screamed and cried though I never said a word, never said a thing.

He asked me who I loved and I said your name. Maybe I shouldn't have done that.

He never put a finger on me though his words hurt like it.

You held me in your arms again that night and told me everything was going to be alright. I cried into your arms but you just held me and kept me safe.

I'm glad Matt said goodbye. I'm glad that you love me.

I love you,
Connor x

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