I can't believe that he is seriously A. He was really not the person that I thought he was. I thought he was just a normal guy, but he wasn't. He was just using me for a piece of writing, he just wanted details. He didn't even like me from the start, he said he did, but I don't think that is true. Now as I sit here looking back on these facts, I have so many unanswered questions, but I will never learn the answers too. He was shot that night on the roof, gone. Up to that moment I hated his guts, but now he was gone I realized that I still loved him, and that I always will.
It's been a year since then, and I come to this grave at least once a month. I feel safe here. He gave up his own life to save mine, so now I realize that he must have loved me. The person who shot him hasn't been caught, but I don't care, the only reason I would want to know is for Ezra. That's why we told the police about A, but left out the parts about Ezra. They are continuously searching for A and have gotten fairly close. Hopefully soon we will be able to put this whole mess behind us, but one part will always stick.
The night after the shooting, I went back to Ezra's place and started looking through the information, trying to find anything pointing to who is A, and I found a ring. It was in the box of information and stuff for the book. It was a small purple stone in the middle of two diamonds. Engraved inside are the words " Always in my heart". I wear this ring everyday, inside the box was a note, scribbled and scribbled proposal. It was meant to be an engagement ring. He did love me. I honestly don't know if I ever fully thought that he didn't love me. Now I know.