Date- 18th November 2025.

Dear Love,

"When next time I come for a holiday,
Let's run away and get married only if you are okay with it."

If I would have known that this words would be your last one I would hear from you, then I wouldn't have let you go.

Your mysterious mission of 2 months should have been ended a long ago but we all haven't heard a single thing related to you or about the mission.

It's more than 4 months and as each day passes, I can't help but feel restless and worried.

I tried to use my contact at high levels to get some information and even my father did but we got nothing in our hands.

What's the point in being a ceo of the company if I can't find a single thing about you, Love of my life.

I closed my eyes in flusteration as I rotated the chair continuously. Recently this have been my favourite thing to do when I am stressed.

Currently I am in my office cabin.

Today as usual I called your parents to know if they know something about you but as always, I was disappointed.

I hanged up the phone and stared at the white wall blankly.

Where are you..? I want to see you and hug you soo desperately.

Yours,
Love.