Disclaimer: I still don't own it, because if I did, Tommy would be with Jude…sigh…

Anyway, those last two were kinda hard, so I think I'm gonna stick to writing earlier letters, because old ones…suck…

Dear Tommy,

We're married. I'm your wife. I can't believe it. I want to stand on top of a mountain and shout it to the world. I'm Mrs. Jude Quincy. Finally. We've been through a lot of shit, Tommy, and there were times when I thought giving up would be easier. But we stuck it through, and now we're married.

You gave me a honker, too. This ring is so big, I think I'd drown if I wore it swimming. It's beautiful, and I love it. I told you I didn't want a huge one, but you insisted. You're so damn stubborn, Quincy.

What really surprised me is how the wedding went off without a hitch. I was so worried something would go wrong. But it was perfect. What nearly killed us was the week separation. How did we ever agree to that? I nearly died without you there.

Now, you're sleeping in the other room. We stayed the night in our apartment, and we're leaving tomorrow for the honeymoon. Jamie thinks we're crazy, not planning anything special, just taking off, but I think it's perfect. I love you so much, Tommy.

We're married. I can't stop saying it.

Love,

Jude