Nahlas pov
*Still reading the diary*
But the thing James did which surprised me the most was the context in his second to last note to me.
"Go and progress," my thoughts kept telling me.
My heart, though, told me that I still had a shot. So I followed my heart and gave it a shot. It was a bad decision; look at the misery and failure that resulted. I continued holding on because I thought I had a shot, but I know the last ray of hope has faded. Unfortunately, you, the one I trusted the most, were the one who left me feeling empty, like a ghost. You took away the last glimmer of hope I had. I'm not sure why you desecrated something you helped to create. I must have been insane to even do it, because all it did was shatter me and make me scream on the inside. And I only cry when I have too much to hide. Like right now, when I have nothing inside of me.
