Dear Mara,
A while ago I tried to kill myself. I was tired of feeling this impenetrable emptiness that consumed every part of my being. I was ready to do it. I stood on the bridge, gazing out at the murky water. I really was ready to do it, but I hesitated. Because of that hesitation, a man came up to me and asked me if I needed help. I broke down weeping, right there on the bridge. His name is August. He held me and talked to me for a while, eventually calling help. As fate would have it, he asked me out on a date. I know it sounds like a man taking advantage of an emotionally fragile girl, but I really did believe he was sincere.
That date led to more, and before I knew it, he was proposing. Oh, Mara, it was like a dream. We were standing next to the Seine, our faces illuminated by the glow of the streetlights and the Eiffel Tower glittering above. Before I knew it, he was down on one knee holding the most beautiful ring. I truly do believe I can see a wonderful future with him.
If true love ever did exist, this is it. I know it with every piece of my being.
Wishing you the best,
Anna
