I overturned my room looking for it. The mattress was on the floor and my beddings were everywhere. I had looked for it in every drawer and my wardrobe was emptied. I knew there was no way it could be there but I had to check. When I didn't find it, my frustration grew tenfold.
I had lost Alexander's diary.
I knew someone had taken it. There was no way I had misplaced it. I remembered it being there after my secret admirer left. I had tried to read it to no avail. He had clouded my thoughts and the words seemed jumbled. I vividly remembered putting it on my bedside table before going to sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, it was gone. Had it stopped being invisible to other people? It seemed like it had because my secret admirer had seen it. But then again, he was weird. After all, he sneaked in and out of the castle whenever he wanted without being noticed.
The door opened and a maid walked in.
" Have you seen a black journal around? " I asked.
