THE TWENTY FORTH LETTER
[NOT SENT]

harry,

things are going well between us now. i've never been happier and being around you is sustaining that streak.

i feel like the letters i wrote to you, which were sent, have helped us in a way i never knew they would. i imagined they'd help me get over you, not form the building blocks of our rebuild. they've helped us so much more than imaginable. we've learnt from them and now we can avoid them.

i'm no longer paranoid that you're going to cheat on me. i trust you and that's thanks to the strong communication between us and the honesty. honesty is such a key part of our relationship.

my favourite development is that the romantic side of you is back. you treat me like i'm made of gold. you always hold my hand or have your arm around me and i love that because it makes me feel loved and nothing is better than feeling loved by the person you love.

even my sister seems to have warmed up to you a bit. especially as i took you as my plus one to her wedding last month. she wasn't too enthusiastic when i told her it was you, but she didn't protest past that. when the time came for you two to talk, you were more than kind to her and i could never thank you enough for that because i know my sister can be petty and cruel sometimes.

mum was over the moon when she saw you. she hugged you like you were her child and instantly bombarded you with questions about your wellbeing. you looked overwhelmed, but you managed to satisfy her interrogation.

my step-dad didn't look as pleased to see you, but he did give you one of those manly hugs that guys do. you seemed ok with that, but your arm wrapped around my waist almost as soon as you were out of the exchange.

the wedding was beautiful, but i couldn't help but wonder when our time would come because we were either going to get married or break up again. i hoped for the former. i know you knew exactly what i was thinking about because you leaned over with a cheeky grin and kissed me on the cheek.

you came home with me that evening to my new flat, which you'd helped me move into a few weeks before. we went straight to bed, tried from the day's events. we lay there wrapped up in one another, kissing. kissing, but that was all because that was enough, more than enough because you were all that i ever wanted, harry.

and i love you more than anything.

yours always,
love marnie x

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this is it, there's just an epilogue after this ;-;