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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐖𝐲𝐧𝐧

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Reads 932
Votes 269
Parts 10
Time 10m

bitter dark deadfriend death guilt letters letterstoadeadfriend mystery-thriller plottwist psycho regret semi-horror

➵"𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚."•°*˜

What do you do if your best friend is murdered?

Why, you write them letters, of course.

*Trigger Warning! Mentions of suicide, death, trauma and overall psychosis.*

You have been warned.

(𝘾𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 @𝙟𝙡𝙮𝙣𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙨)All Rights Reserved

bitter dark deadfriend death guilt letters letterstoadeadfriend mystery-thriller plottwist psycho regret semi-horror

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