September 13th, 1889
Ace,
I know you're planning something. You know you can trust me, whatever it might be that you're hiding. We've had to many secrets this year. We still have to many to count, but some of them never need to be spoken about.
Even if you choose to not tell me, Sybille should know before it comes to light.
Whatever it is, good or bad, she needs to know that you trust her to keep it out of public ears.
Love,
Avril
Avril