Mirellie
When I woke up the next morning, I had come to a few conclusions.
The first was that I did not want to end up like Luna Evelyne. The second was that sitting around waiting for Evander to someday wake up and love me was a spectacularly stupid plan. And the third was that if I didn’t build a life for myself, nobody else was going to do it for me.
The realization hurt more than I wanted to admit but I knew that with time, I’ll be fine.
I lay in bed staring up at the ceiling long after waking, replaying everything I had read in the journal. The loneliness, the sadness and the way Luna Evelyne’s words had grown heavier and heavier with each passing year.
I still didn’t know what had happened to her, I still didn’t know why she had been so unhappy but I knew one thing with absolute
