Dear Diary,
Jessica seems like a nice girl. We tried asking her about how she got here, but she didn't want to answer the question. She's a bit shy, but I have no doubt that she will come out after a short while. Liz sure likes her though, which is odd. It took her a long time to warm up to Nadir, but it's as if she senses something in Jessica that she likes. Strange, but nonetheless good! That reminds me; Nadir. Every time he came into the room, Jessica's eyes would lock on him. It seems there is something she sees in him, which is understandable. He's such a polite and nice guy, and he's like a part of the family. Erik says that it'll take at least three weeks for her to begin to move around normally again. She was so badly beaten I was surprised that she survived! Someone up there must like her. I would give anything to know how about her past and how she got here, but she will not speak of it. I suppose someday she will talk. It appears that Erik is calling for me, so this is where I leave you, dear diary!
A month later…
God, not again! Why am I doing this? Something's not right. She stood over the tub after puking for the third morning in a row. What was wrong? She had no idea. She decided not to tell Christine or Erik, unless it happened the next morning. Then I will tell them. Much to her disappointment, however, Erik already knew.
As he walked past her bedroom, her heard Jessica puking for the third time. He decided to ask her about it. "Jessica," he said, catching her off guard. It wasn't that she was afraid of him, but his presence still made her a little uneasy and she didn't really know why. "What's wrong?" And don't tell me that nothing's wrong, because I know there is.
How did he know? She thought, her heart beating faster. "Umm, what are you talking about? Nothing's wrong," she said in a shaky voice that was all but convincing.
She must think I'm an idiot! I've done enough sneaking around to know all the things that go on around here, even when she's not looking. "Don't lie to me, Jessica," he said in a rather commanding voice. She looked down at her feet. I think I know… "Can I go see a doctor?" she asked, surprising Erik at the seemingly randomness of the question. At first he protested, but after a little pleading, he allowed her to go with Christine into Paris to see a doctor.
An hour later…
He walked up the stairs towards Jessica's room. As gave it a passing glance, then did a double take. When did Christine and Jessica get home? I didn't even hear them come in! He slowly made his way in the room. They both looked up at him in surprise. Christine's eyes locked into his, but Jessica's face fell as she cried into her hands. Christine's comforting arms found their way around her and Jessica fell into Christine's arms, sobs raking her fragile body. Christine looked back at her husband. "We need to talk."
