Page 41 of Lady Emily’s Matchmaking Mishap (Merry Spinsters, Charming Rogues #5)

My dear Little Wren,

It takes me longer to reply because I have other forests to tend—not just this one. But know this: I dreamed of you too. And I have thought of you every single day since.

I cannot think of anything or anyone else.

Always your devoted,

Fenn

Dearest Fenn,

I yearn for you with a longing I scarcely understand. I think of you always, as if you were a part of me that I somehow lost before we even met. How is it possible to miss someone you’ve never seen, never touched? Yet, I do—I miss you so much it aches.

What are we to do? How can we continue like this, so far apart, yet so near in spirit? I am at a loss.

Yours, waiting, waiting—always waiting,

Emmy