Day Fifteen:
And now here I am, present day. Today, I feel… empty. But I guess that's just what comes with losing the person you love, right? Madeleine read over my journal last night—did I forget to tell you my therapists name is Madeleine? Oh well, it is.
She seemed disappointed in me, but I couldn't find myself to care. She told me to stop writing these entries, but I told her that it was actually helping me. In a way it is. I feel as if you're here with me, reading everything I jot down on this page.
Right then, back to today. I didn't do much to be quite honest. Jace came over, and we watched a couple movies to try and return back to the old days. Maryse called me just to check up. Still no word from Max though, and I'm starting to worry our friendship will never patch up.