chapter 3

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judith,

 

 

 

did you know how i was excited for new year?

i thought i was going to be different because i am a year older.

new year, new me, right?

and a year closer to death. 

i don't know if i can even sleep.

my hands are trembling while i hold a letter which is now smeared with my bitter tears. a letter that you wrote and definitely the last letter i received from you.

 

i cried as i read it especially when i read the last part.

 

 

 

"have a happy new year." in red-tinted ink.

 

 

 

lovingly yours,

tori

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