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Dear Jordyn,
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If you don't remember who this is, it's me, Kit. I guess you might just remember me when we met at the same filling station where I worked before the accusations. I miss you. I know it's been forever since we talked.
It's been so lonely and tiring inside this prison cell. I miss everything back at home. I hate how everyone is so rude, harsh and rough out here. I seriously don't feel like being locked here. I miss talking with you - for hours on the telephone. All the little happenings of the day that you'd tell me. Your soft laugh echoing through the telephone receiver and reaching the strings of my heart. It made my heart fluttery and make me smile like a fool.
This time in isolation, pain and false accusations is killing me, Jordyn. I don't wanna be here. I'm innocent but they won't listen. They think I'm the one to blame for the murders. I'm truly regretful if I even tried to do something out of my limits. I miss every moment I'd ever spend with you. I know you've been busy with your own life, with your work and all the people you're surrounded by. But I honestly can't get the thought of you out of my mind. I feel paranoid and frustrated of my own self.
I don't even find meaning in life. It's like I almost lost the happiness of my life, the moment the brought me in here. My job at the filling station, my affair with you, everything seems like a distant dream now. They're still finding convicts for the Bloody Face Killings, holding me as the prime person being involved in this. I'd try to convince them about it a million times but they pay deaf ears to my pleas. They don't realise the innocence in me. But, Jordyn. I know you believe in me. I know I can trust in you. You're the only woman who's made me feel at home whenever I felt like I was drifting away. I still miss the cakes you'd bake for me on Thanksgiving, the little presents you'd sent me while I'd be at work, our time dining at a local diner by your house.
It's like my mind won't stop, making me think all about it.
I hope you're taking care. I dearly miss your presence. I'm alright, now. But I don't know how longer I will be. I want you to stay happy, my Jordyn. I love you to the stars and back.
Yours sincerely,
Kit Walker.
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