Amalia Danne was dead and has been dead for almost a year now, and every day Bucky blamed himself for it. Even though it wasn't really, he still put himself at fault. The real enemy was Hydra, they killed her but with Bucky being under their control...
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My Dearest Amalia,
I remember just exactly how we met, it wasn't a pleasant encounter on either of our parts. I would up in your home, bruised and bleeding from the attack of a dog as it turned out. And you, you weren't scared for even one bit. Everyone was afraid of me, many still are, but you somehow weren't. And I never got a real answer out of you as too why, after a while I stopped asking because I knew how much you hated it. You fixed me up, despite my hesitation to let anyone fix me up other than who was in charge of me. Somehow with you I was comfortable, and it felt foreign, to feel that comfort again. I'm glad that I wandered into your apartment and got blood on your couch, which you didn't seem to care about because you said it was from you ex-boyfriend. It feels good to just talk about you and us Amalia, I haven't opened up to anyone really and the only person I seem to open up to the most is you. And you're not even here.
