29th January 1903Dearest Lucia,
I knew from the first time I set eyes on you, that you were destined to be mine. You seemed like a rule breaker, someone who would disregard societal standards and do whatever the hell they liked.
I do not want to go on for hours about your appearance. I do not want to express how you look. You look, and that is all I have to say. There are too many beautiful things about you other than your face that I would rather talk about instead.
You are a smart girl. Not necessarily in an academic way, but in a witty way. You know what to say, and you know how to say it. You know how to fight. I love a woman who can fight.
Can we just run away and get married? We are in love, are we not? If the world won’t let us be in love, we shall disregard it. Let’s sail away to a remote island and live in a hut, that sounds fun.
Please accompany me at the local brewery at dusk tomorrow. I do not care what your father says. You are coming.
Lots of Love,
Daniel (but you know it’s Danielle)
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