December 17, 2019

Dear Louis:

I don't know what to say, seriously. I never had a friendship with such a problem. I have no idea how to react.

Oh wait. I do know how to: make sure to give you twice as much love from now on. Every time you are sad, remember to tell me and I promise that I will read each word in order to find a solution to what is bothering you. Being a prototype may deprive you of coming to my world, but not of being loved by someone. "That you cannot receive the love of a child?" And what about me? Am I painted or what?! I'm going to put so much love on the cards that you'll complain that I'm too cloying>: c.

But leaving stupidity aside, I love you, Lou. And I know there are many people who love you too. Don't worry about telling me the rest of your story, I would wait until a thousand years until you feel safe.

Loves you very much and sends you a lot of kisses and hugs,
Lucía, your child

When he finished reading, Lou's cry of joy was the only thing that could be heard in that mansion.