It’s Harold here, penning this letter during a time when my health permits me to put pen to paper. I am well aware that my time on this earthly plane is limited and, as such, I feel the need to clear up some potential confusions that may arise following my departure.
You all know Julia, a young woman who, in what might have appeared a bizarre twist of fate, became the wife of an old man like me. But there is much more beneath the surface of this story. Now that you’re reading this letter, the process of bequeathing my wealth and properties to Julia is complete. We couldn’t reveal the true reasons behind our marriage earlier for fear of jeopardizing our plans.