Dearest Igor,

Please, please tell me you still love me, and that you're not having an affair with this Helen. I can't bear the thought of another woman lying in your arms, making love with you - that's our private secret. I know you said you wanted your freedom, but where do I fit in ? I hate to write like this, but my heart is breaking. I would trade every volcano and all the beauty of Kamchatka for just one night in your arms. I love you so much - please write soon,

A thousand kisses,

Tanyasha