"I will love you the exact way I always wanted to be loved." - 'Open Letter to the Last Person I Will Ever Love'
Once upon a time... it may or may not have been her dream to (quickly and quietly) elope to Italy, rent a little villa in the countryside near Florence, and honeymoon from there.
Days would be spent soaking up the sun and exploring, going into the nearest little village to buy fresh bread, great wine, and local produce to cook meals together...
The following months would be spent traveling: a few weeks in London, a couple in Paris. Barcelona. Oslo. Marrakesh. St. Petersburg. Tokyo. Hong Kong... you know, everywhere.
It would be a modern day Grand Tour. (And her fairy tale.)
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