Last week I received a missive from him. I infer you all are loitering for me to notify you what the missive is about.

It was last week after I jotted down to you about what I feel.

When I reached home after devouring the whole day at the library, I off-load my quirks then one piece of paper drop on the floor when I unwrapped it says:-
Dear, you know Ain't good at penning but I will endeavour to impose my intention in a precise way.
Last week when I was browsing for your photo in my gallery on my mobile to jolt you for your...