Love, probably

He trembled. The wording had to be exactly right, lest he blow his one chance at this. Writing in longhand was not something he was used to doing, but he sensed that the gesture of having gone through the effort would count in his favor. He took a deep breath, then reread the printout again. One word at a time, he copied them into manuscript.

After having copied the words, he was exhausted. The only thing left to do was to put the piece of paper into an envelope and post it.

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