Oh my gosh! I just realised that I have been a VERY bad author!
Everlasting thanks to Little-Angry-Kitten and Georgia for pre-reading this fic when I was worrying and making sure I didn't go off the rails with it. I am so sorry I didn't say thank you at the start!
Chapter Twenty Seven.
Dear Lucky,
It's been a day since I pushed Dimitri away, and things haven't improved much.
My heart still hurts - it's even worse than the pain I felt that night, when they forced themselves on me. I can write about it now.
And I took Dimitri's advice.
I see the psychiatrist on Tuesday.
But I don't feel dirty anymore. At least, not as much as I used to.
And I know it's because of Dimitri, but I can't ask him to take me back just yet. He deserves someone… better.
Someone who's his equal, and right now?..
That's not me.
Chapter Twenty Eight.
Dear Lucky,
Three days now… and my heart still hurts.
It's the opposite of the way I felt after the incident. Then, I felt better as each day passed, stronger as the pain faded.
Now I feel like I want to cry with each passing moment, and I don't know if it's because I'm missing him, or if it's because my hormones are having a field day.
I can see the starting's of a bump, and excitement fills me.
But then I remember that Dimitri's not here anymore, and I'm too scared to go and find him to show him.
Chapter Twenty Nine.
Dear Lucky,
I went to see Lissa. It's taken me two months, but I did it!
The memories of what had happened the last time I saw her had been holding me back.
But I missed her, and my counsellor said it would be good. So I bit the bullet, and went for it.
She couldn't believe her eyes, and cried a little once she got over the shock of me being there.
But we're back on track now. I was a little jittery around Christian, but after he cracked a few jokes, we fell back into our old routine.
In case anyone's confused, 'Lucky' is the name of Rose's diary.
Next update in a couple of hours xx