He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her l — Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
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He had written her reams and reams of letters, as well as a poem that she kept folded in a locket around her neck. Her letters were full of love and anticipation, matching his for enthusiasm and tenderness. He was the luckiest man in the world.

— Melissa de la Cruz, Alex and Eliza
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