No.

No Frances,

You can't leave. I won't let you. You have to stay, you're as much my rock as I am yours. Please Frances, Ellen told me about you leaving, and you just can't.

I know you lied to me, but do you want the truth?

Ever since highschool, I've only ever thought about you. When I read your letter asking me to marry you, I cried out of pure joy, and it took all my will to write you that letter back, it took all my will to say, Wait, later we'll get married.

But Frances, if you leave, I don't know what I'll do. You will take a part of my heart with you, and I don't know if I'll ever get it back.

Please Frances, don't go . . .

I love you,

Chrisy

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