Paris.
With the morning rays came a beautifully wrapped letter on Eva's door. It had pink color with doodled hearts printed upon it. In this era of texting and wireless media to write a letter was a little old fashioned but the girl knew, who would send it. She picked it up and read the envelope, and a smile appeared upon her lips sniffing the scent they used when they were kids. The same strawberry scent, it was such a refreshing scent which brought many memories back. The girl opened it and found a white paper inside.
Without wasting anymore minute, she started reading the content.
"Dear Evyy,
I know you've been thinking about why I have written a letter to you instead of just texting you or calling you. But hey, wasn't this used to be the only communication we had when we were young, and even though times have changed but why our sweet little habit? Not all things need change.
