Sophie's feelings towards her best friend, Gabriel, she protects like it's her dearest treasure, in fear of someone finding them. In fear of him finding out. So she grabs her pen and writes her loveletters which he will never receive.
Dear Gabe, Today I am flying to Portugal. I'm excited to finally be able to walk around in summer clothes and get tan; here it's been raining ever since you left. Coincidence? I think not. What's the weather like in San Diego anyways?
Just by writing that, I realized how far away you actually are. You're 5488 miles away. We're a whole ocean apart. That's kind of insane to think about, isn't it?
You haven't sent me the text you promised me to send, by the way. I hope you don't forget that. You promised, and as far as I know you, you never break promises. I hope America doesn't change that. In fact, I hope America doesn't change you at all. I hope you will always stay the same. The same Gabe I've always known. The Gabe I fell in love with.
I really hope to hear from you. I need to hear from you.
I hope you're doing well.
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