Love is exactly what he said it was. I thought it would never happen, that it would never come true, yet here we are.
I would give anything to have a bottle of that poison, anything to ease this pleasant pain, but I could never let go of the memories of you, of how good it felt when you held my hand.
Mademoiselle Juliettè,
I could have died with you.
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