Mary Forbes:
[writing a letter]
Giovanni darling -- A few minutes ago I came to the door of your apartment. Beyond that door you waited for me - you and a happiness I have never known. But I am running away - for I could not take those last steps toward you. Try to understand. Try to forgive. Goodbye, my dearest. I am heartsick, but...
[crumples up the letter emotionally]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:20