“My Dearest Maddie,” I write to you from a land I barely recognize, yet every word I form carries the weight of my love for you. I remember our laughter echoing through the streets of Seoul, the comfort of your hand in mine beneath the streetlights of the city. In those moments, I believed nothing could ever pull us apart.
When you were taken away, the world shifted beneath my feet. Each day here in South Korea feels foreign—this air, these streets, these faces—and every breath reminds me of the distance between us. I ache to hear your voice, to share a sunrise coffee, to simply see your smile without a screen between us. Yet, even in this exile, your love is the compass that guides me.
Know that wherever I stand, my heart remains entwined with yours. I carry your encouragement in my pocket and your laughter in my soul. Though I cannot promise the speed of my return, I vow to endure every hardship until I stand beside you again. Until that day, let our words bridge these miles. Write to me of your hopes and small victories, and I will write back with my own.
With all my love and faith in our future,
Yours always,
Joseph
