Finally, I was on the very last page of Alexander's diary. I knew it would be an eye-opener since Mary was in her last month of pregnancy. I heaved out a sigh and braced myself for answers to all questions I had.
So far, I hadn't gotten any answers. The only thing the diary entry did was scare me. I was lucky to have two men who loved me the way she did. I felt sorry for Mary. She had to be a very sad person.
Alexander was not even trying to hide his infidelity, despite the fact that she was pregnant with his child. She had hope that the baby would change everything and she hoped it was a boy.
At least that is what Alexander thought.
The last entry read:
