Dear Fi,
The counsellor said I should write to you, even if you can't read them. Just like the last two letters I ever wrote to you. I miss you so much. The image of your mangled body by the riverside, your beautiful dress ripped. I bought you that dress. I saved up for a month to afford it. This whole escapade wouldn't of happened if I had never moved away. It's all my fault, all my fault.
I'm sorry sweetie. I'm so so sorry. If I had never introduced you and Tom this would have never happened. I'm all to blame. But no worry. I'll be with you soon to comfort you, hold you, make sure you're ok. I want to be with you, to make up for all the time I squandered by being alone.
I miss you baby. I will always love you.
I'm coming soon.
Maria x.