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To my dearest Kathryn,

Back when I brought you home, you were just a little tot, no bigger than a signboard. That same girl who used to cry a lot back then has grown into who you are now.

But your personality has never changed. You always blame everything on yourself and bear a heavy burden.

Kathryn, promise me, don't be so hard on yourself.

Because I willingly chose to do everything for you.

I know you've always wanted to return home.

After our mother's passing, all leads went cold. But for all these years, you've tirelessly tried to reconnect, and finally, it seems like I've helped you find your family once again.

It's embarrassing to admit, but it took me quite a while to find them, and I hesitated to part with you for almost half a year.

But now, as I sit in this prison cell, I can breathe a sigh of relief.

At least, my dear Kathryn, you have somewhere to go even without me by your side.

I've left their contact information on the back of this letter, hoping that you'll