A Handwritten & Heartfelt Letter from My Heart's True Love

I have in my possession a letter, "some two years previous to this time",  from Miss Thomasin. (1.9. 84)  I hold onto it tightly and don't let it out of my site for fear of losing it. It is her goodbye to me and her informing me of the love that is absent from her heart for me. How it ached to read it, and how it aches still as I read it again and again. "Since the arrival of that letter on a certain autumn morning long ago, the reddleman and Thomasin had not met till today. During the interval he had shifted his position even farther from hers...." (1.9.8) Yet, I compose myself and move on towards my destination.  I should have the right to go there, that is where I, the native, belong. Instead Wildeve steals her heart and I'm pushed away from my place.