I almost read the diary till the end. I have no idea how long it has been but it sure is late. But after reading the diary I have lots of questions going on in my mind.
Happiness she wanted to share? What was it? Is it about our identity which I too wanted to tell her? Or there is something else besides this.
I don't know.
All I can see is that I'm the one who hurt her so much.
If I only could have ignored going there and told dad instead nothing would have occurred. If only I could have woken up earlier then she wouldn't be able to tolerate this. I know my explanation will never make her happy but it sure would be painful to see me would someone else right?
"What if I find her with someone else?"
I clenched my fist as I thought.
No, I could never bear the scene. I could never see her holding on to someone other than me. I could never see her with someone touching her. It sure is unbearable for me.
I was thinking when I heard a knock on the door.
