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An Epistolary
"Sometimes the only way to get closure is by accepting that you'll never get it." ― John Mark Green
Florence can not accept that. After being an almost lover to John, she can't believe that she was just ghosted like that. They were friends since high school, so she couldn't believe he could just throw that all away.
He left her questioning everything they had and full of what ifs.
Five years have passed, and that closure feels like something she'll never have in this lifetime. Desperate for relief, Florence begins writing letters to him-letters filled with everything she never got to say, convinced they'll never be read.
Until one day, she gets a reply.
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