Dear Smriti,
I'm writing this with tears streaming down my face. Remembering your book I feel like a part of me has been ripped away. Your words had the power to transport me to another world, to make me laugh, cry, and feel seen. Your story was more than just a tale to me.
I remember the countless nights I spent reading your story, feeling like I was a part of the world you created. Your characters were like family to me, and I felt like I knew them better than I knew myself. Your writing was a refuge, a place where I could escape the chaos of the world and find solace.
Losing your story feels like losing a part of myself. I'll never forget the impact it had on me, the way it made me feel, and I'll always cherish the memories of reading your story and the emotions it evoked.
Please, if there's any way to revive it or share it again, I would be eternally grateful. Your story deserves to be read by millions, and I'm not just saying that because I'm a fan; I'm saying it because your writing has the power to touch hearts and change lives.
Thank you for creating something so beautiful, so poignant, and so memorable. I'll carry your story with me forever, even if it's just in my heart now.
Sincerely,
Preethi Akka [Preethika2081]