Dear Lucy,
I know you said I am never allowed to actually call you again or visit you, or post on your instragram, f*******:, tweet you, message you, or even email you, but you never said anything about a handwritten letter. See, I found the loophole, and I am sure you will never write back but I needed to at least let you know what’s been happening.
So… Enclosed is a photo of Timothy and me. As you can see, he won the battle in what to wear when we got married yesterday. He wanted to do everything different, and we got married on the beach with my feet in the Pacific Ocean, wearing a formal shirt with a bathing suit. Can you believe this? I still can’t. But I can tell you I didn’t faint and I wasn’t scared and everything was just right. A part of me missed you so much and wanted you the
