Dear Jenny,
Nathaniel and I arrived in New York safely. We’re staying at a hotel in Manhattan. I wanted to stay at his parents’ house—his mother makes the most delicious meals, and his father treats me like his fifth daughter, which is to say, he adores me—but Nathaniel wanted to “have me to himself” or whatever ridiculous things he likes to say. I think he says stuff like that just to get a reaction out of me, and it works every time! Ugh!
I know I’m talking to you over video chat later today, but I wanted to send you a postcard. Isn’t the photo on the front gorgeous? Remember when you accidentally read the postcard Nathaniel sent me, and we had that whole misunderstanding? Ha ha. Well, this one’s for you. You can read this one.
I’m so happy, Jenny, happier than I’ve ever been, and the best part about it? I know this happiness will last. Because of Nathaniel, but also because of you and all our friends. Nathaniel and I are going to Paris next, then Milan, but we’ll be back in Seoul by the end of the year. Let’s celebrate together.
XOXO,
Sori