Keep being your amazing self, Rosie. And don't forget to take a moment to appreciate the beauty of life.
It's a precious gift, just like you.
With all my love,
Madre
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"Did... did that Enigma write this by himself?" Yves asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
The Alpha's response was calm and measured. "I asked him to put himself in your shoes and write a letter to Rosie," he explained. "He's done a good job, don't you think?"
Hearing this, Yves rolled his lips inwardly, exhaling a deep, relieved sigh.
But as he lifted his gaze to meet Clyde's, the weight of his earlier question still hung in the air, unresolved. "But you haven't answered my question," he pressed, the urgency in his voice palpable. "Do you have feelings for him…?"
"No," Clyde answered calmly, his voice steady and unwavering.
