The Box of Unopened Promises

Summary

Eight years of love, and every time I visited a new city, I sent a postcard to Nate Holloway.

I never wrote grand declarations of love. Instead, I wrote one simple thing I wanted to do with him.

Watching the sunset by the dunes. Having breakfast in the historic district. Seeing a real, heavy snowfall in the North.

He kept those cards in a vintage tin box in his study. By now, they filled two entire layers.

This year, Nate finally promised to finish the very last one with me. But a week before we were set to leave, he announced he was joining a celebrity travel show called The Perfect…