Dearest Cecilia,

You do love me?! This is the happiest day of my life! I can't believe this...

I guess it's time for me to reveal the truth!

My name is Luke Demarco, but I always wrote M. as I count that as an initial – it runs in the family. My parents died when I was 13 and I inherited this mansion; the one you and I are living in. The 'magic' of the letters and furniture and books and everything, that all boils down to a secret passage leading from my study to the room you're living in.

I found you in the village a few months ago, being stoned by the villagers. I interrupted it, and not a second too soon, because you were close to death. I had you taken to my mansion, and the physician told me you would heal in the duration of a few months, but your memory was entirely wiped. I could only look at the lids covering your grey-green eyes, and the ruffled locks of crimson hair, and I knew I could very well end up loving you. Tonight, I shall visit you and you will finally meet me in person.

Until tonight, when all your questions will be answered, my love.

Yours lovingly,

Luke