York takes Thea's diary with curiosity and reads it.
Dear Diary,
It's hard to say, hard to explain.
I'm hoping that everything is just as simple as a dream.
I would be less anxious, for I know somehow it will end.
When I wake up and face another day
If I can't survive in this bottle of identity
I hope to at least just let York know,
how I love him so.
For today that I realize,
that even he was once a monster in my eyes.
He still never ceases loving me.
He had endured the pain of being rejected by me
Just to let me see his sincerity,
he didn't stop but fight, and he's definitely right.
It is not on whats perceivable in my eyes but what's apparent in his heart,
may he also see me, not in his eyes but in his heart,
for deceit shows what you want to see and hides veracity.
Yours Truly,
Thea/Nerie
His mouth was agape, after reading the signature. "Thea/Nerie?" He mutters in confusion and keeps the diary inside the pocket of his cargo short before he goes out.
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