Elana.
I have been working on my dress for the first-ever joint pack festival, between Crystal Moon Pack and Silver Moon Pack.
I learned how to sew from my mum before she passed away two years ago.
I hummed one of her songs as I detailed the embroidery of the dress. Her favorite color was red, and so I will be wearing a red flay dress to honor her.
The festival commences the day after tomorrow, but the main event where I’ll be wearing the dress is a week away.
I finished the first half of the dress and decided to take a break. I looked out the window to see if the stalker man was there. But he wasn’t.
I noticed he hadn’t been showing up since I received the letter. I’ve been subconsciously looking out the window occasionally to make sure I wasn’t just in denial.
But he actually wasn
