He was certain that Emily would return
In his mind, she was love itself, and he trusted in love without question
He waited, and waited, and waited...
Days turned to weeks, weeks to months
He clung to the belief that she was simply undergoing a change, that surely she would call him soon
Then one night, while cleaning out his closet, Arlie stumbled upon a small box he'd never seen before
Inside was a letter, written in Emily's handwriting
His hands trembled as hе unfolded it
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