Mem,
I know you never asked me to come over, which means you’re mad at me and don’t want to speak to me. And now I’m being extremely hypocritical, writing to you in spite of that after everything we agreed upon.
I’m sorry for that, Mem. I’m sorry for all kinds of things.
Can you please just tell me you’re okay?
Bridget mentioned something about you getting in a car and driving, but she wouldn’t tell me where you went. No one will.
I’d really like to know, Mem, before Ezra wakes up and tells the cops and they come and take me away.
Please?
Love,
Gray
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Gray,
Ezra is awake. The cops aren’t coming for you. I’m okay.
Thank you for what you did, and for telling me the truth.
You can go back to hating me now.
Memphis
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