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Annie raised a brow up at him.

"What are you doing here?"she asked while sitting up on her bed.

Larry made to take a step forward but she stopped him.

"Out, please. Your presence isn't needed here and how in hell did you manage to find out my house?"

Larry sighed.

"Somehow. I found your house somehow,good?. And how careless you are to be asking such questions now. If I didn't know your house then how will I be sending you those letters?"

Annie paused and gazed at him.

What's he spluttering?.

She couldn't believe her ears.

The letter she received that time when they said he was dead....the other one ....then the other one which he wrote *do you love him?*

He's been the one sending those letters?.

Mama mercy!.

Why didn't she think of this earlier?.

Well,yeah, she's so dumb.

"You...you are the sender of the letters?...."she asked him.

He nodded.

"Yes,I am."

"But...why?"Annie scoffed.

"Why?..."he asked back.

"Yes,why?!. Are you seriously fucking playing games with me?. That means you know