Reason to Live: Triela's Diary
Entry 3: Hillshire
December 24th,
Dear, Diary
HILLSHIRE HILLSHIRE HILLSHIRE HILLSHIRE HILLSHIRE HILLSHIRE! Somehow I never got myself tired saying his name over and over! It's almost like a magic word to me, keeping me alive as I progress through agency's mission. He's rather sweet…correction, TRIES to act sweet but is merely confused on what he's supposed to do. I don't mind though because…I like him that way. We walked around the Piazza di Spagna today after a light 'recon' mission considering recent Padania activities. Eventually, he decided to take a walk around and go for a little shopping. I didn't mind. Again, he did offered me if I would like to buy something more 'feminine', but I turned it down…AGAIN. Why?
…I don't know
I don't remember since when I fell for him. Yes, I know he's my handler and this is turning into those 'forbidden' relationships. It's turning more into a forbidden 'student-teacher' relationship. Please, I do have some affection for him…but I'm not sure if it comes from my own heart or, it comes from the conditioning I've taken; although I can say it is by minimum. Hillshire decided not to pump me up with more conditioning. But I know why…I know because he probably cares for me.
If my life could last longer, if I could stay with him all the time…then I'm happy. That's all there is. I will do anything for him if necessary; anything…but not something that is considered too far…though I doubt he'll ask for something too far.
"…A love confession to Hillshire…little Triela is growing up," I said snickering after I finish another entry "I wonder how Frederick would react if this reaches him…such a 'oh, Hillshire!' entry this is…
I pause, once again checking my surroundings before letting out a little grin. Time for the next entry…
December 25th,
Dear, Diary…