Chapter VIII

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It's been over a week. Mattia and I haven't really talked, just some awkward eye contact for some seconds.

Hunter and I? Uff, yes, it's going okay. I can't say I like him already, I mean, I do. Shit. I'm still confused.

No, I'm not. I just don't wanna accept the fact that Mattia and I are done and I'm getting along with Hunter.

Maybe now I'm accepting the fact. It's Saturday, and I'm in front of the box that I made months ago with Mattia's things... Hoodies, Pictures, Letters. Yeah, letters? He used to write me letters every month.







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06/17/2018

Dear Princess,

I know this is a little too much corny, but I just wanted to say happy 5 months. I realized how happy you make me so I wanted to tell you how grateful I am to have you. You're my everything, I don't know what I'd do without you. Look how you have me, going all crazy writing you a letter, you drive me crazy. Who would've said I would do this type of corny things. But you know what? I don't care what people say, I would do this and so much more for you. I love you baby. Please never leave my life. Even if we're not longer together (which it's never gonna happen) stay in my life forever.

Aye, just to let you know, this letter ain't gonna be the only one:)

~ Your bunny, M .

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07/17/2018

Dear Baby,

Happy 6 months!!! Yeii... OMG, I can't believe I have you. You're my definition of perfection. LOOK AT YOU. Just do something for me right now that you're reading this letter... I want you to get up from bed, because I'm pretty sure that you're laying down, and step in front of your mirror... Yeah, right there... And now look at you. OMGGG THAT'S ALL MINE. GOSH I'm so lucky to have you. I love you baby.

~ Your bunny, M .

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08/17/2018

Dear Mi Amor,

Yes! Happy 7 months and let's go!! You are making me the happiest man in this hell of world. lol. I mean, it's not hell when you're around me so why would I say that? You're my world, means you're not hell. Tf am I writing about?

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