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Dear Dotty,
It feels weird. Me writing you a letter. I cannot help but think that if I was a tad bit smarter I wouldn't be writing this, instead, I would be lying in my bed with you. But I had to go and fuck up, didn't I?
As I am writing this I am listening to Just A Dream by Nelly. Which kind of explains us, but I never had you.
I left Trish at the alter.
I didn't even explain anything to her. I just walked in there and yelled that the wedding was off and when she came down and asked me what was going on I told her that I knew. I told her that I knew she had been seeing Colton. That I knew about her plan to take my money nad leave. Most importantly, I told her that I knew she lied to me about you.