Thursday, October 19 (2 days before)
I suppose life has gotten the slightest bit better. Is this a change for the better?
Roy pulled me aside from our meeting earlier today, said it was something very important. He took me out to the hall and he kissed me. He actually kissed me. The last time he did was a couple weeks ago, before this whole ordeal. I was so happy, I cried.
He said he was sorry for he did; that his work was keeping him up late. How could I not believe him? I know the feeling all too well about being stressed; the first couple months we were together were really tiresome.
