Three
Vader looked down at the book once more. He had been wrong all along. Everything that he thought, during the days when he was Anakin Skywalker, were wrong. Admiral Tarkin, Vader's right hand man, came in to report the status of the death star.
"Lord Vader, the construction of the death star is going very well my lord. It should be finished on time," he bowed.
"Thank you admiral. My master will be very pleased. You're dismissed," with a wave of his mechanical hand, the admiral had gone. He opened the little pink book and read more.
Tatooine…
Anakin and I are on our way to Tatooine. Ani has been having nightmares about his mother. I do hope she is alright. I would hate if something happened to her. He looks so content though. Like he's ready for something to approach him. He has a lot of pride. And a bit of an emotion issue. But I'm sure he'll grow out of it. We are coming up on Tatooine…
Something horrible has happened. Ani's mother has passed away. I knew I felt something in my heart. I do hope Anakin will be alright. I don't like to see him upset, let alone hurt. Poor thing. Stupid Jedi Code… I wish I could help him in a way the Jedi Council sees to be illegal. In my opinion the Council needs a few adjustments on the way they see things. They can't even love. That's stupid. I really want to help Anakin. Because I love him…
Vader slammed it shut. Under his mask he was weeping. "She did love me! She just didn't want me to get hurt. Ugh! I can't stand this! I was wrong about everything!" He laid the book down gently and paced around the room. He stopped and looked at the book again. He wanted to read more, but couldn't find it in his heart to open it again.