To my love John,
You have not been to church this sevenmonth. Is it because you cannot bear to stay distant whenever I come near? Do you assume I do not see the sweat glisten down your brow or hear the melodious beat of your yearning heart? I sense you John; your presence outside my window, your breath when you whispered soft words in my ear. When will we share our souls once more? I await to hold you again.
You were the first John; the first to introduce to me a new world. You gently stripped away my innocence and created a lasting bond. The mere memory of the grip of your hands as you clutched my body sends feeling through me, John. Your soft lips pressed against mine only remind me of your compassion. Have no worries, the love we hold is mutual. It will never disappear. Several believe it to be a sin. Whatever sin it may be, it has created my eternal passion for you. The love we share is unattainable by others. That is why Elizabeth mustn’t stand in the way. You must inform her of our love or she will continue to blacken my holy name. Why is my name blackened when surely, I did as you wanted? Pushing away such a persuasive and passionate man as yourself was not an option, nor did the horrid thought come to mind. If you do not make Elizabeth aware of this, I will do as I please and take matters into my hands.
Come to me, my love. Be without your wife and take me. Let us travel to a far away place where not a person is aware of the sin. Let us raise a prosperous family where, comfortably, we will bask in out everlasting love. Aye, that is when we will truly be happy.
Your love,
Abby
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