March 2nd, 1940.
{Writing}
Dear, Harry:
Freedom. Remember when we couldn't have that, my love? We still can't, but I oh so wish that we could. We knew the consequences of what our love would face, but we still took the risk and I don't at all regret it. I don't know how long it will take for us to have our freedom, but the more support we get, and the more we fight for our love, our freedom will surely come.
Love, Louis.
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Hope you liked it! updating two chapters again, tomorrow😘❤❤
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99 days (L.S)
Fanfic99 days since you've left. 99 letters sent to you from a far. Such a long time feels as much as a century. Keep fighting, my love. Keep fighting, and I'll be here waiting. {1940} Started: 2/2/19. Completed: 12/7/19. Cover by: @wafflesxberries (CC)
