Dear X,

 

    Though I did not think you deserve any concern from me, I still pray for you be well in one second. My heart ached very much, deep in the bottom, when I heard your sounds-awfully-sick voice through the line. The champagne I had last night was the most bitter, having you lingering in my mind. However, I did not think I deserve being scolded for not playing the role as your company last night either.

    Let us end it as mature.

    I need my track adjusted to right.

    Merci beaucoup.

 

XX