letters to a martin • markus.
Feb 3, 2020 17:05:02 GMT -5
Post by sidney on Feb 3, 2020 17:05:02 GMT -5
Lena —
How are you? I've been worried sick if I'm honest. My father, the tyrant he can be, has ordered his men to keep me here. But I'm hoping this will make it to you. Luckily those men my father calls his were my friends—my brothers—first. They said they'd get this to your side of Nine and I believe them. I wonder if you know such loyalty.
Would you believe me if I said I'd never betray you, nor your trust?
What am I even saying? Of course you wouldn't. I want you to, though. I need you to believe me.
Let me see you, please.
— yours forever, markus
—warmest regards, m. lockwood
— love, Markus
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— love, Markus
