Dear Marisol,
I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I had planned on telling you myself. I felt that something this serious should be done in person. Although, I would never have imagined it to be you. When Ellie first came to me, I thought she was lying. She told me ''don't trust her, she's fake and just using you for fame.'' I didn't believe her, but the more I thought about it, the more realistic it seemed. I'm sorry that it had to end this way. I imagined us staying friends forever and being able to grow old together and laugh out loud at inside jokes we made over the years; but I guess all good things have to end. I hope that we can meet again in another life, one where you appreciate me for who I am, and not my fame. Goodbye Marisol.
- Wyatt Jess Oleff
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letters i never sent; wyatt oleff
Short Storya series of letters between two ex-best friends that were never sent.
