letters 22
Emily,
My dearest little love,
I can bear this longing no longer. There is but one course left to us: let us take our destiny into our own hands.
Meet me by the old tree at dawn tomorrow. Come with me to Gretna Green, where we may bind our hearts together forever.
I await you with loving impatience and a heart brimming with hope.
Forever yours, in heart and soul,
Fenn
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