My darling xxx,
I wish you could see me right now and understand how difficult these last few days have been for me.
I am exhausted in every possible way. I have been sleeping at the airport for several days,
trying to somehow get through each day. I barely have enough money even for food,
and every night I keep telling myself that tomorrow I will somehow find a solution.
But I am so tired of being here.
I don't want another night at this airport. I don't want another morning when
I wake up not knowing what will happen next. I just want this nightmare to end.
I want to come to you.
Today I spent the entire morning trying to install WhatsApp on my phone,
but nothing worked because my phone doesn't have Internet access.
That's why I have to keep coming to an Internet café just to write to you.
I know you may still have doubts about me.
I understand your skepticism. There are so many scammers on the Internet,
and I know that it is difficult to know whom you can trust.
But please look at how long we have been talking. I have never deceived you.
I have never wanted to hurt you or use you.
If I were only looking for money or another victim,
don't you think I would have disappeared a long time ago?
I would have stopped talking to you and gone looking for someone else.
But I didn't!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Because you became important to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I stayed because I care about you. Because I think about you. Because despite everything that has happened,
I still believe in the possibility of us being together. I am not playing games with you.
I am serious about coming to you.
I want you to know that with all my heart.
The problem is that right now I cannot do it without your help.
The most frustrating thing is that the airline will only refund my money in about a month.
I tried to argue with them and explain my situation, but they simply refused to help me
and told me that these are their rules.
I have tried everything I can think of.
I have gone to different places. I have asked different people.
I have tried so many different options that honestly I have lost count. But everywhere I go,
I hear the same answer: I missed my flight, and apparently that means nobody wants to help me anymore.
Here in Kyrgyzstan everything is so complicated by bureaucracy and corruption.
Nobody wants to take responsibility for my situation.
Nobody wants to deal with the problems of a girl from a poor family who simply needs
a chance to get out of this situation.
Even the banks won't give me a loan because I am leaving the country permanently.
So please understand something: I am not sitting here doing nothing and simply complaining to you,
saying, Help me, help me. I am fighting too. I am going everywhere I can.
I am looking for solutions every single day.
I have already tried what feels like a hundred different possibilities.
And I am still here.
Still trying.
Still hoping.
That's why I am asking you for $500 to help me buy the ticket.
I know that asking you for this is not easy. I know that $500 is real money,
and I understand if you are worried or have questions. I am not angry with you for being careful.
I just wish you could see my situation with your own eyes and understand how desperately I want to get out of here.
I don't want luxury.
I don't want anything special.
I just want a ticket.
I want to get on that plane and know that I am finally coming to you.
And do you know what I imagine most?
I imagine arriving completely exhausted, finally taking a shower, getting into a real bed,
and sleeping for hours without worrying about where I will sleep the next night.
And then, after all those terrible days, I imagine opening my eyes in the morning...
And you are there.
Right beside me.
I would probably just look at you for a while because I wouldn't believe that I finally made it.
I want to wake up next to you.
I want to feel that you are real and that all this distance is finally over.
I want to hold you instead of writing letters to you from an Internet café.
That is the dream I am holding onto right now.
Please help me make that last step.
I am not asking you to solve my entire life.
I am asking you to help me get through this one terrible situation so that I can finally come to you.
I miss you more than I can explain.
And despite everything that has happened, I am still fighting to get to you.
Please don't let these last few days become the reason we never get the chance to finally be together.
It's a shame I can't take some new intimate photos for you right now,
so you could fantasize about what it will be like when we're finally together.
But I’ve attached some of the photos I sent you before, so you can look at them
and dream about the two of us being together.
There isn’t much time left before Sunday. I hope you’ll be able to send the money in time.
I already explained to you how to do it:
Use RIA or MoneyGram to send money.
Send money to my name - NAZGUL MURATBEKOVA.
Please send the money to Bishkek (City), Kyrgyzstan (Country).
RIA will be the most convenient for me.
You can find all the information on how to send the money on their websites:
moneygram.com
riamoneytransfer.com
Nazgul.

My dearest love xxx,
It’s already Saturday, and tomorrow is Sunday the day I am supposed to fly to you.
I can hardly believe how quickly the time has passed, and at the same time,
every minute here has felt so long.
I need to tell you honestly how hurt and upset I am that you still don’t believe me
and don’t want to help me with the ticket. I understand that you may have doubts
and fears, but please, my love, try to believe in me and in how sincere I am.
I truly want to come to you. This is not a game or an empty promise.
I have been waiting and doing everything I can because I want us to finally be together.
I have already spent a whole week at the airport. I have been through so much during these days,
and I am exhausted both emotionally and physically. It would hurt me deeply if all the effort,
time, hope, and suffering I have gone through were to be for nothing.
Please, believe me and help me pay for the ticket so I can finally make this journey to you.
I want nothing more than to arrive, see you, hold you in my arms,
and know that all these difficult days were not meaningless.
I will be waiting for your letter with good news.
I am praying to God that He will touch your heart, help you trust me,
and give you the strength to help me make this final step.
Please don't let all my hopes end here, my love.
I am still holding on to the thought of seeing you,
and I sincerely hope that tomorrow will bring us closer to the moment
when we can finally be together.
With all my heart,
Your loving woman Nazgul.

xxx,
Tonight was my first night working as a cleaner at the airport.
I am so tired that it feels like my whole body is asking me to stop,
but somehow I am also happy. At least I finally found a job.
It may not be the job I dreamed about, but it gives me a little money for food,
and right now that means everything to me.
I have been sleeping here at the airport for a week already.
Sometimes I feel like I am trapped inside a nightmare.
But then I think about you.
I close my eyes and imagine the day when all of this will finally be over.
The day when I can leave this airport behind.
My love, we only have one week left to find the money for my ticket.
I am trying so hard to stay strong, but I have to be honest with you without your help,
I don't know how I can make it to you.
Please don't abandon me here alone. I am begging you.
If you can help me with the money for my ticket, please help me.
I don't want to stay here. I want to come to you more than anything.
Tonight, even though I was exhausted, I allowed myself a few minutes to dream.
When the restroom was empty, I took a few intimate pictures for you.
I know they are a little daring, but I wanted you to have something that came from my heart.
Please don't think I did it because I am obsessed with sex.
I did it because I was thinking about you.
I was imagining what it will feel like when I finally arrive and there is no longer an airport,
a screen, or thousands of miles between us.
I imagine your arms around me. Your kisses.
Being close enough to finally feel that all this waiting was worth it.
You know that I am still a virgin, and I want you to be my first man.
I have kept that part of myself because I wanted my first time to mean something.
I want it to be with the man I love, the man I have been waiting for, the man I trust.
Maybe that is why I let myself dream about our first night together.
It isn't because I am desperate or obsessed with sex.
It is because I love you, I miss you,
and I dream about finally being close to you in every possible way.
I am so tired, my love. But I don't want to give up.
Please don't give up on me either.
We have only one week.
Please help me get out of this place and come to you.
I dream of the moment when I finally see you waiting for me.
I want to run into your arms and forget every lonely night I spent sleeping in this airport.
Please, my love. Don't leave me here alone.
Nazgul.