Ilona
The cold breeze ruffled the loose strands of my hair. The sound of birds chirping outside my window filled my ears. But, all of my attention was fixated on the faded pages in my hands. My breath hitched at the first sentence of the entry. A gush of gossip and rumors I had heard before regarding the fateful day filled my mind. Still, nothing compared to reading the truth from the person I trusted the most in the whole wide world.
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Tragedy struck Crimson Crest tonight, a tragedy beyond anyone’s wildest imagination.
It has been two weeks since I received the news that I was with a child. The symptoms have been getting more severe, but Xander never noticed. He looked deep in thought most of the time. I dared not to bring up the potion to him, in fear that he might do something t
