This story is not actually related to the previous chapters in anyway. Effectively this is a standalone one shot. Enjoy!

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Donna smiled gently as regarded the date on the calendar.

February fourteenth.

Valentine's Day.

For the best part of her life, Donna had had little interest in the occasion. The only relevance it had ever had to her was in her teenage years. In the past she had breezed through a multitude of boyfriends and whenever Valentine's Day had coincided with a time she was dating someone, she expected some sort of present or dumped the guy on the spot. This was the most significance the event had for her, not that it ever happened much since she usually dated and dumped her boyfriends too fast for Valentine's Day had time to occur.

They didn't call her the best temp in Chiswick for nothing.

That was a long time ago. In recent years, Donna had started to behave more responsibly, giving up on looking 'the right man' and getting her life organised. That had been nearly four years ago, but it had taken less than half that time for her to miss having a boyfriend. So, when an internet dating site had offered short term free membership on Valentine's Day, she'd gone for it, and now she was with Shaun.

Just then the letter box flapped, and Donna headed to the front door as the letters hit the mat.

This was what she'd been waiting for. The traditional Valentines joke.

The first Valentine's Day after Donna and Shaun had started going out, the slightly naive young man sent Donna a Valentines card from a supposedly secret admirer as a joke. Donna had spent the next three days of worrying that some old flame who thought he was still in with a chance was going to come blundering back into her life to mess everything up, before Shaun admitted that he sent the card. Predictably, Donna had blown his head off for it (figuratively, not literally), but after she'd calmed down she did see the funny side. Since then, it had becoming a silly yet endearing tradition that on Valentine's Day they'd send each other an anonymous card.

Donna quickly scooped up the letters and checked through them.

About six adverts were quickly filed away in the bin. Something that looked like a bank statement was tossed aside to be dealt with at the weekend. She saw the card she sent and put aside for Shaun when he got back home. And finally, she came to the purple envelope with Shaun's tell-tale loopy hand writing. Donna was about to tear it open to see what her man had written about her, when suddenly there was a shuffle at the letter box, and another envelope dropped through.

Another card to be precise.

Donna regarded the letter in surprise. Surely the postie hadn't forgotten just one letter and just managed to notice now and come back. She picked it up to check it. She could feel that it was defiantly a card inside, feeling too stiff to be paper. The envelope had already given it away; royal blue with rectangular shaped patterns across the surface. She turned the card over, and was surprised to see that there was no address on the letter; just her name.

Donna quickly opened the door and looked out to see if the person who'd hand delivered the card was still there. There was no one in sight

Slightly confused, Donna closed the door and went to sit on the sofa as she opened the card. The card itself was a very plain, standard sort of thing one might find in any shop at this time of the year. Donna opened the card up and began to read the message inside.

She read it once, then paused to think. Then she read it a second time, unsure what to make of what had been written.

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Dear Donna,

You won't remember me now; it seems so long ago that we met. I haven't forgotten the day we parted, or how much it hurt to see you go. This will quite probably be the last you ever hear from me ever again. I know you've moved on with your life and found someone you truly love, and I'm happy for you. Me? Haven't found anyone yet, same as ever. Still just travelling my life away, looking for someone to care about and share my world with. I've no idea what the long years of my life hold for me but I want you to know- no matter what happens, no matter who I meet or where I go, I will never forget you.

With love, from all my hearts

D.

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Donna stared at the card, not sure what to think.

Who was this card from? She couldn't think of anyone who might call them self 'D'. And as far as she knew, she'd never been with anyone who'd felt about her as strongly as the card implied.

Donna thought long and hard, to try and think of who may have sent such a thing. For a moment, she thought she'd come up with something- a vague memory of a skinny bloke with fantastic hair. But no sooner had she thought of it, than she suddenly seemed to lose focus on the memory.

Donna frowned and shook her head, unable to come to a conclusion over the mystery card.

She closed the card and put it back in the envelope. The she went back to the kitchen and, with one final look at the bumper pattern on the blue envelope, pushed the card right to the bottom of the bin.

Whoever had sent the card, Donna agreed with them on one thing- whatever they'd shared with each other in the past was over. Things had changed, and Donna had a new life to be getting on with.

Hoping that this unknown character from her past would also find something or someone else to 'share his world with', Donna headed back to the living room, doing her best to put the card out of her mind. Sitting back down on the sofa, she quickly opened the card sent to her from Shaun, and began to read.