8/24/20—
She is distant with me, diary. She doesn't respond to my touches. I'll check us out of the hotel tonight and ask her if she wants to stay with me tonight. I wonder how they feel. I hope they know how I suffered. For years, I sat back and watched them steal every part of her from me. It's weird with us, now, diary. I want her to be happy, but she doesn't look or act it. Tell me what to do. I have no one else.
