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CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
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2024-10-29 19:42:56The Letter; the beginning of a nightmare
September 29, 2003
Dearest brother,
I'm not sure if you'll ever find or read this letter. But I sincerely hope you do. This is a letter in which I apologize for any lies I told you that caused you considerable damage.
I'm sorry for not wanting to go with you when you asked me to escape with you that night. You yelled and screamed at me, telling me what a moron I was for still wanting to stay with our mother despite the fact that I saw her murder our father with my own two eyes…I know you didn't believe me when my mom and I told you it was all self-defense when our father accused mum of stuff and assaulted her. But I still let you believe it happened, and I really regret it.
Nonetheless, I believe you deserve to hear the truth fro
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