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Dearest darling Susannah,
Querida,
I… I… I am writing this in the hope that, one day, you will wake up. Even if you are not quite right, even if you are in the hospital for a long, long time, I need to see your smile again, and I am writing this to keep myself sane. I am writing this to keep you alive, in my mind, if no where else.
And, if you wake up, Susannah, if I ever get you back, I will read this to you as I stroke your hair, and I will tell you that I love you one hundred thousand times, and I will ensure that you are always alright, forever after.
I love you, Susannah. More than you can ever know.
Eternally yours,
Jesse.
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