December 13, 1825

I woke up late today. Not that I have to wake up at a certain time but, it was later then the time I usually wake up. It doesn't even really matter now though. I don't sleep much since I don't have to but I've been sleeping so much lately. I have just felt so drained of my energy lately. Ever since me and Victor were separated.

I thought about going to talk to Miss Plum again today but there's nothing more I can say that I didn't already say yesterday, and I don't think I have the energy today to go anywhere.

I am still worried about Scraps…I wish I knew where he was so I wouldn't have to be paranoid about where he is. I don't like the feeling of being paranoid much. I know I shouldn't be worried because I know Scraps can take care of himself but…I'm still am.

It has been almost twelve days since I have last seen Victor. Soon to be two whole weeks. How much longer will I have to wait? I'll never know how long it will be. It could be soon, or it could be a whole year. But I will never know until the time comes.