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LondonTo: Loïc Berkeley
From: London Wright
Subject: Love
Loïc,
I know I’m probably not saying the right words. I admit that I don’t know what to say to ease some of your pain, if that is even possible. But I do know that I love you. While I might not do or say the correct things, I can love you with everything I am.
Love has the power to heal. I know it does.
I know it won’t be tomorrow, next month, or maybe not even next year, but I will love you through all the pain until you’re able to feel okay. I understand that you will always mourn Cooper, but someday, you’ll be able to look back at the good times that you shared. Maybe, someday, every memory you have of him won’t be tainted with sadness. Just maybe?
Please call me.
I love you so much.
Love,
London
