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Post by Nicolas d'Enjolras on Oct 19, 2008 23:06:03 GMT -5
Iris--
Are you purposefully not answering me? I do not mean that to sound accusing, but truly I haven't a clue why I haven't gotten any letters from you. Not for a whole month, and it's unusual for you to remain silent for so long.
Truly, yours are the only letters I receive with any feeling in them, and I swear if I haven't something to feel about I'll go mad.
Yours, Nicki
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Post by Iris on Oct 19, 2008 23:13:34 GMT -5
Darling Nicki,
Where are you? I understand that you must be very busy, but you are beginning to frighten me.
Are you hurt? Is something wrong? What is going on? Why haven’t I received a reply yet? I don’t mean to nag but this is becoming ridiculous.
Not hearing from you in so long has given me time to think. Think about you and about me. About us together. What I’ve learned is that I don’t know what to think anymore. I’m confused and I don’t know what to do. I need to speak with you. Please reply.
All my love, Iris
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Post by Nicolas d'Enjolras on Oct 19, 2008 23:15:12 GMT -5
Iris--
No, really, where are you?
Because I think I may love you.
Please don't hate me.
-Nicki
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Post by Iris on Oct 19, 2008 23:38:02 GMT -5
Nicolas,
I am very frightened. It has been two months and I haven’t heard from you. Not a single letter.
Please, if you receive this note, just send me one word. That’s all I’ll need to know that you are safe. I want you to tell me that you are safe, Nicki.
If you are safe and I have offended you in any way, please tell me. I need to know because I care for you, Nicki. I truly do. I care more for you than I ever have for another person. I don’t know if it’s love, but it’s a feeling that wells up inside of me and makes me feel like smiling and crying all at once. It’s horrifying and confusing and I love you!
I cannot tell you how wonderful it feels to write that word. Love. I love you. I love you, Nicki. I love being with you and every single annoying, little aspect about you that I have ever complained about. Iris Fisher loves Nicolas d'Enjolras. She adores him, she misses him, she loves him, and she wants him back.
I would love you even more if you would return my letters.
With all of my heart, Iris
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