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Days, months and years have passed. It was hard at first but I managed to get through all of those lonely years with a strong hold of hope. I should not be doubtful of Casimir’s strengths and I must believe in him. Yearly we exchange letters when it is our anniversary and on special occasions like my birthday and his birthday. He never fails to send me gifts and flowers and I feel at ease. It seems like I was not alone. His letters are gentle and it doesn’t look like he was in the war. Surely, he’s doing that to not make me worry and I appreciate it. I don’t know what I’ll do if he ever says that he’s badly wounded. I might just cry.
Three years have passed and it’s only a year before Casimir comes back from war. Right now I can proudly say that I managed to build my plans well.
