Salem, September 2nd 1692
I hate him! But I also love the man. No, no I must teach myself to hate the man that turns his back from me! In the commotion about the town I have spent so much time weaving the most Intricate of tales and screamed my throat hoarse with the accusations of witch and now it appears to be all in vain. No harm has been brought upon thyself, for the webs of my own deceit and cunning have shielded me from that fall, but webs that others have spun made of truth and honesty have come undone. John Proctor why must you be one of those fools!
With my power over the court, that craven Elizabeth Proctor has been sentenced to hang at the gallows for her crimes against The Lord. Though John's own stubbornness and attempts to make amends with this woman's trust has lead him to frighten the poor and foolish girl Mary Warren. Though I pleaded and confessed my good intentions to John to free him of the chains that bind him to Elizabeth he chooses to go against me and accuse all of us of fraud. I trusted him, I was only doing what was best for the love we share but now he has trampled on it and sent it along with his body and soul to the gallows.
On the morrow I shall visit him in after my preparations have been completed. There is no place that is welcome to me in Salem as long as the power hungry and foolish people of the town continue to be apart or this world. If it is possible to show John the right path that leads to a future together I will attempt to forgive his disloyal behaviour to our love and allow him to join me in my journey, but if that man chooses to suffer at the hands of the court, I shall despise him forever! Leaving him as a bitter and heavy memory along with the godforsaken town of Salem.