Chapter Thirteen

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I guess I have to strip you out of my head.

I have said it. I'm not going to meet you anymore. If I had the energy to do so, then I would.

You are the love of my life, but I guess, I have to let you go. Be the best that you can be, and I wish you the best of luck.

We are worlds apart. We have different beliefs. We have different perspectives. That being said, we're not going to get along at all.

I guess I have to strip you out of my head.

Warm regards,

Your admirer.


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