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Dear John Letter
Trinity Stone broke my fucking heart.
What was it that made her change her mind? I really thought that she loved me the same way that I love her. I guess I was wrong. Was I so wrong that I was even perhaps just a toy to her? One thing that I failed to remember about the sweet innocent girl, was, apart from always getting what she wanted, she played her field and she played it wall.
So was I just another knot in her string? Another accomplishment?
No matter what Trinity’s purpose was with me, I still fucking loved the woman and now I find myself in pieces. Well, pieces cannot even describe the state that my body and my home is in at present.
Trinity Stone, yet again, has brought Colton Cruz to his knees.
I have read the letter over so many times and I still do not fucking understand it.
Perhaps I should, or should I even dare, maybe I must, then again wh
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