February 2029

Dear Hailey:

Happy Valentine’s Day. This year, I’m early at least. I don’t have a lot of time; life has been busy here, but I wanted to take the time and write back.

I’m glad I get to see you next month. I only have two days, so it won’t be for long, but I’m glad either way.

How’s work, Hales? I’m worried about you and your health. You can’t keep going the way you have. It will kill you, even if not physically. You can die from the inside out—did you know that? I would hate for your beautiful light to be dimmed because of your job.

Let me know if there’s anything I can do.

With warmth,

Ash

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