Aurelia's POV
When my buttocks started feeling numb, I adjusted my sitting position and placed the book in between my laps, flipping through the pages of the book to see if the writer had written more stuff between the pages. But unfortunately, there was none, the novel contained only the diary page.
Quickly, I placed the book aside and started rummaging through the remaining pile of books beside me, scattering them and putting them aside in spite of the dust it caused.
I opened every book, peering deep at the pages as I flipped through them. But there was nothing more. Oh no. What should I do now?
The short notes seemed to be the only thing that can enlighten me as to who Dante was, and the motive behind his erratic behaviors. What has happened to the lady? She claimed to be the lo
