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Dear Harry,

Remember my first Christmas with you?

Being a Christian, Christmas is like the Holy Grail for me. But my aunt had died on 23rd and hence my parents had to pay their condolences which led to no Christmas. Being seven, they didn't want to take me and your mom was delighted to celebrate Christmas with me, even though you don't do it. You made me feel right at home and even gave me a handmade Christmas card.

I still have it, no matter how awful it looks.

Today was your first match and you scored a 26* but the Mumbai Indians couldn't win against the SunRisers Hyderabad. I saw your face on TV. You looked okay but I know you're beating yourself up on the inside.

Does Simran know this about you?

No matter, you'll always be my best friend.

Love,
Mona.

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