the epistolary coffer.

ㅤ should your heart ever brim with sentiments or quiet grievances about me, know you are unshackled to unveil them as you please. and if perchance you seek only a tender tête-à-tête or find yourself curious to inquire of me, your voice remains ever welcome. only, i beg; utter your words with grace and temperance, my cherished soul. i shall await you at the ballroom, as the clock nears the seventh chime. 💌 ㅤ