I know I shouldn’t say it, but I can’t keep it in any longer. I’ve told myself and told myself, “you’re too far above me,” - but things are changing. When the war is over, the world won’t be the same place as it was when it started, and I’ll make something of myself. I promise. Bet on me. And if your family cast you off, it won’t be forever - they’ll come around. And until they do, I promise to devote every waking minute to your happiness.