.*Better Late Than Never*.

Chapter 1: A Look Back

Hermione sat alone in a darkened room at a large maple desk, a proud woman of 28. A look around the room she was in gave a hint of richness. She sat in a large black leather chair staring blankly at a drawer on the side of the desk. Something about the look in her eyes at the moment could make a person burst into tears. Finally she reached into the drawer near her and pulled out an ancient looking book, a diary of some sort. Pen in one hand, she scribbled haphazardly these words:

Dear Diary,
It's been ten years today, and I can still see the pain in his eyes.

For a few seconds she looked about to write more but then she leaned back into her chair and played with her pen. She seemed to be wondering what to write, not wanting to say something wrong. Moments later she returned to the book.

And I still think of him everyday and every night.will it ever end? What must I do to realize that the road I've taken is the right one? To know for sure that I'm happy to be where I am? It all seems so wrong for me to have done what I did. But like my parents told me, "This is the way it should be."

She used her finger to wipe away a tear and continued.

But his face flashes in my mind day in and day out, I haven't stopped thinking about him since that morning.and I probably never will. His eyes were so hurt, I saw his tears and I saw his heart break. Why? Why did I leave him when I knew I loved him? I loved him so much!

She fell back into her chair and more tears ran down her face but she wiped them away as she did before. Her face showed a girl, a girl of 18 that had gotten her heartbroken, a wound that had never really healed.after a few moments she wrote one last sentence:

Maybe in a few years ill understand, and everything will be perfect.but then again, that's what I said ten years ago.

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