164: Pathetic

Hi Corey.

It's Iriel. While I know I'm the last person you wish to talk too, I've come to you with a bargain. If you'll accept. It appears the people I thought would help me better than you have all turned against me. My freedom is nothing but a dream I have during the nights when I can sleep. I'm terribly worried and I'm not sure what to do.

So here I am, writing to you in hopes that you'll help me. I know compassion and empathy are not your things. Which is why I won't even bother to give you a sob story. I'm not dumb. Although lately, I haven't felt that way. And I blame you partially for that. My life wasn't free of shackles and rules, but it was better before I met you.

That's besides the point. I can let bygones be bygones, if you and I can reach a deal.

I'll tell about the current hit on your life, and how it'll happen in as much details as you'd like, if you once again allow me to join your women so that I can find my freedom.

I can almost hear you scoffing as I right this
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