To Chevonee,
Dearest lady, tis with heaviness of heart that i write you this letter. I recently received your communication concerning your present state of mind,and how, in your own assessment, you are "shy". Dear lady, i fear that i must chide you, in love. Do not let such machinations traipse through your mind as though it were some playground for idle children.
Sweet lady, need i remind you that you are a creature hewn out of the rock of the love of our Lord and Creator who, in His infinite wisdom, saw fit to grace this harsh world with your grace and gentleness. Like a flower planted in the vineyard of our Lord, He eagerly awaits your blossoming. I, and all the saints eagerly await your blossoming with much anticipation. The angels are waiting to exclaim "Ah, what wonder, what grace, what BEAUTY Thou hast created, O Lord!!!" My heart beats faster and faster with joy as i write you this letter. I...I torn between the joy of expectation and the anguish of waiting. But wait, i must.
Dear Lady, i beg you, consult with our Maker. Only He will know how to overcome this issue. He alone knows how he has crafted you, he alone knows how to mend you.
I, Fenix salute you, as do all the saints in the Lord. We eagerly await further communication from you regarding the resolving of this issue. Greet your family with an holy kiss from me. Your kiss to your husband need not be so holy

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With love,
Fenix.