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He returned forty letters.

I'm

Crushed.

...you wrote forty letters to someone? Girl. Don't be desperate. Guys are so not worth that.

I would write him a hundred more. He was supposed to be my everything.

He ended our love, for no reason.

You need some self-respect, girl.

I have self respect, even though I pine for my lover. He will come back.

"Forty"?

[ Be nice, Ezio. ]

That might have been excessive.

I write him a few times a day so that he will come back to me.

Have you considered it might have... overwhelmed him instead?

"Fourty?" Rory's eyebrows shot into his hair. "That's ... a lot?" A massive number - especially with paper letters.

"Yes, I wrote him every morning, noon, and night. I don't want him to forget me."

"There's such a thing as being too eager. You almost certainly scared him." Rory shook his head.