My Dear,
I would like to notify you how England has
been since you left months ago. Days are
getting rough here since the beginning of the war. I myself, had to search for
a job in a textile factory so I could be able to bring the daily bread to my parents
and brothers. As you can have and idea, unemployment
has increased dramatically for man, that is the reason of why I am working.
As I previously mentioned things are
complicated and you have the right to know that Papa decided that I would marry
a bourgeois economically established who will afford my entire family for the
rest of my life. The best for both of us is to leave things as they are. Even though, I will never forget you and every
day I will be missing you. Believe me, this is harder for me but I beg that you
can forgive me. I will soon forget the
color of your eyes and you will forget mine.
Always yours,
María
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