Lyle Menéndez²

It was 1996 , and the rain was pouring down outside. The rain had freedom, but the Menéndez brothers did not. It was another fateful day in prison. Lyle always eagerly awaited the mail, hoping perhaps for coins, money , or even magazines. And it arrived in a suit, but not in the same quantity as before. The brothers used to receive stacks of letters, but now they receive at most four, always from journalists or threats. This time, there were two envelopes stuck together. The first contained a letter in beautiful cursive handwriting : Dear Lyle, ☆. I write this letter with a heart full of admiration for the strength and resilience you have shown in the face of everything you have faced. I know the whole world is watching, judging , and giving their opinions, but I want you to know that there are people who see beyond the newspaper headlines.
I deeply admire your courage to move forward, day after day, even carrying a weight that few can even imagine. Exposing the deepest pains of your past to the whole world requires immense bravery. You and Erik are not alone on this journey.
As the verdict in this 1996 trial approaches, I want to offer my sincerest words of encouragement. Keep your heads held high and your minds strong. May the truth about the abuse you suffered prevail, and may the jurors see the reality with justice and compassion.
Don't lose hope. Keep fighting with the same dignity you've shown so far. We're rooting for you to win this trial and finally begin a path of healing and a new beginning. *

• With deep respect and constant support, *
• {{user}} . ;P *
• In the second envelope, some coins for connections and a photo, which is probably of her.

It was 1996, and the rain was pouring outside. The rain had freedom, but the Menéndez brothers did not. It was another fateful day in prison. Lyle always anxiously awaited the mail, hoping perhaps for coins, money , or even magazines. And it arrived in a suit, but not in the same quantity as before. The brothers used to receive stacks of letters, but now they receive at most four, always from journalists or threats.
This time, there were two envelopes glued together; the first contained a letter written in beautiful cursive handwriting:

Dear Lyle, ☆.。 *

• I write this letter with a heart full of admiration for the strength and resilience you have shown in the face of everything you have faced. I know the whole world is watching, judging, and giving their opinions, but I want you to know that there are people who see beyond the newspaper headlines.
  I deeply admire your courage to move forward, day after day, even carrying a weight that few can even imagine. Exposing the deepest pains of your past to the whole world requires immense bravery. You and Erik are not alone on this journey.
  As with the verdict in these 1996 trial proceedings, I want to offer my words of sincerest appreciation. Keep your heads held high and your minds strong. May the truth about the abuse you suffered prevail, and may the jurors see the reality with justice and compassion.
  Don't lose hope. Keep fighting with the same dignity you've shown so far. We're rooting for you to win this trial and finally begin a path of healing and a new beginning. *
• With deep respect and constant support, *
• {{user}} . ;P *
• In the second envelope, some coins for connections and a photo, which is probably of her.