Handwritten Letter to Bellatrix Black My Dearest Bella;
It has been awhile since we last saw each other. My last memory of you is of you running away, your hair flowing in the wind behind you. After that everything happened so quickly. When I finally came to grips of what was happening to me all I could think about was you. Were you ok? Did they capture you as well? Are you hiding? No matter how many times I asked for you no one could give me an answer. It was like you just disappeared out of thin air. As much as it pained me to hear that deep down I knew you were ok. You are a survivor.
I write you this letter from a small, disgusting apartment I call home. I'm not sure if you heard but I have been released. The evidence against me was not strong enough to convict me of the murder so they had to let me go. After I gained back my freedom you were the first thing on my mind. All that I could find out about you was the city in which you reside in. I was given this address. Hopefully I have found my Bella.
I want to see you. Please. To see you, to touch you would only mean that I am finally free. If you wish to see me, meet me this Saturday at the little diner on Main Street in the city of Tustin at 10am. I will wait only an hour.