Dear Blair,

Hey, it's Dan. I mean, you probably already figured that out but-I need to stop rambling in letters. And then complain about my letter rambling in the same letter. It's-

Alright, I'm going to stop this and go right ahead. I don't know when you're coming back to New York-actually, I do, but only because Serena told me-but by the time you'll be back, I'll be gone. I have to go on a book tour, and my dad says it's a huge opportunity and I should take it. So I did.

Which reminds me, you've probably heard, or even read Inside. And I don't see why there's and point in denying it, even if you are getting married to a prince. But all of it was true. Except for the names. I changed those, obviously, but everything I wrote about you is true. I don't know where this leaves you, but I hope you're happy with the Prince. He's a nice guy, and you deserve better than Chuck. You deserve to be a Princess, Blair, and you'll make a great one.

I'm not sure if I'll come to the wedding, but I also don't know when I'll be back. I just thought I should let you know because it doesn't seem like movie night will be going on for a while. Feel free to scold me about that when we see each other again. But, until that happens-

-Dan