I understood

“And every night I would beg her, ‘Please don’t go. I love you. I just want a little more time with you.’ And she would reply, ‘I wish I could stay, but I am quite tired and now I must sleep. You understand.’ And she would take her leave. But she did not rest. And I knew this because every morning I would wake and find all sorts of love letters, art, and trinkets from her on my doorstep. And every day we did this. And through this, I understood that she loved me.”

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