#Chapter 97: The End Of Us

Lucian’s POV I wasn’t sure at first what I was looking at. Even though the book was very clearly labeled diary, I couldn’t fathom that something so personal would be something that Aria would have willingly left behind. She took what she did when she left, but never came back for anything else. I could only assume that she had abandoned this diary on purpose. Had she wanted me to read it? Maybe she expected me to just throw it away. Curiosity took hold over me, and grabbing the book, I slowly lifted it up from the drawer. The edges of the book were frayed. She must have been writing in this same diary for many years. Opening it, I half expected to find musings of a teenage girl writing hearts around the name of the boy she liked. Instead, I caught the beginning of a story that felt familiar, but I couldn’t understand why right away. Had she shared this story with me when we talked? But… when was the last time we actually sat down to talk? Perhaps when we had been dating.