Dear My Cherished Juliet,
I am extremely sorry on the terrible sin I have done to you, I part your pain with me as I leave Verona, my home, my family and dearest of all you. I can never get rid of the thought of you in my mind, your mesmerizing beauty, your loving kindness. I am exceedingly sorry on the great pain that I caused you… and especially soon after our wedding.
I believe that Tybalt, your dearest cousin challenged me to a fight; I just wanted to have peace, nothing to get me involved into any trouble, which is the reason I declined the challenge. I had done this to not hurt you; I just wanted to get your family to like me, that’s all. When I had met Tybalt, he immediately raised his sword and pointed it to my neck; his sword was polished till I could see my own reflection on the edges waiting to get unclean with blood. My good friend Mercutio had not let me down and stood up to me but soon was slain to the ground with not a sound heard from again. That made me very angry, and could feel the fire burning in my eyes. The next thing I knew was holding a sword covered with blood and two dead bodies on the ground, one my good friend Mercutio, the other your beloved cousin, Tybalt.
Now, you are my only light in total darkness, the only angel in all of hell. All I am asking for is just your forgiveness and love which can awake me from this long lasting nightmare.
Love Romeo,
Your dear and loving husband
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