Autumn sat in Gabe's room, staring silently at his unconscious form. It had been three long days since the accident, and though the swelling in his brain had finally decreased, the doctors remained uncertain about his recovery. The constant beeping of the machines monitoring his vital signs provided little comfort.
With a heavy sigh, she looked down at the diary in her hands. The police had given it to her, explaining that it was something that had survived the car crash. She knew it belonged to Arabelle...
She was torn, knowing that reading Arabelle's diary could reveal much about Gabe's past and his late wife, but also feeling that it might be an intrusion into something deeply private. What if he did not like it? What could be so important that Elena would pass it onto him now? The questions swirled in her mind, creating a tumultuous storm of doubt and fear.
