You promised me you would be there, you promised to watch by my side ... from now until the end of days. But you left me, left without saying a word, just disappeared from my life. You took my heart with you when you left, really? I don't know if this is good or bad ... All I know is that I feel terribly stupid writing you these letters that will probably never reach you. I don't know where you are or what you're up to, but I hope you will come back and I hope you haven't forgotten me. I don't know what I could tell you today, except what you already know, I'm scared, so terrified and I feel so alone. Trapped in this life, in this world without you ... without someone to confide in. With every step my heart cramps and the memory of you tears me apart, please please come! I don't know how long I can take it ...

With that, she put the fountain pen aside and neatly folded the sheet of paper before putting it in the envelope. The[i]youngwoman had just managed to finish her writing in time, before the first salty pearl had touched the page. She quickly wiped the tear off her cheek with the back of her hand and rose from her chair. She stowed the precious goods in her pocket and made her way to the place where the two had met for the first time.
She was accompanied by the gentle peal of bells when she came to the square near a small chapel, what a godly fortune that the two of them met here for the first time, or was it more of a mundane coincidence? No. She had sensed his presence long before he showed up. He always followed her, accompanied her and, as she learned later, also guarded her. Slowly she bent down, the last breath of a warm summer breeze caressed her and with the certainty that he would find the letter if he was still here in this world, she put the letter next to the black lilies. She looked up at the sky."Ridiculous", she thought[i]"as if I could find him there".
She turned away and touched the typically tart, sweet smell of these extraordinary flowers, but she was sure that he would recognize their scent from the letter.Delicate vanilla with a hint of summer and a touch of wild lily. he always said.

A life without you ... I don't want to imagine that, but you forced me to ...