1st September 1891
Dear Journal,
We are at the beginning of our honeymoon. What do we do now? I wanna go out but I am still a bit tipsy from the adrenalin of yesterday's excitement. Will is asleep. He looks so cute when he sleeps. It's kind of hard to believe he would kill me. I might wake him up with a kiss. 1 minute.
Right I woke him up and he's making me breakfast. I can't believe that I am Mrs Spears rather than Miss Lee. Spears as a last name definitely goes better with the name Anna. Will is making me bacon. Yuk. I'm just gonna sneak out, eat a soul and come back.
He caught me. I have to eat his stupid bacon. Why? I wanna cry now. I only wanted one soul. I might just not eat. I get a feast in 7 days anyways, so what is the point? Don't wanna spoil my apatite do I?
Love, Anna.
5th September 1891
Dear Journal,
Holiday over. We are on the train home now, while I'm writing this. I can't wait to get home. Ronald's soul. Yum. Can't wait to eat it. Will is being rude and reading over my shoulder. Ha he sat back now. So we have a long train ride. To be honest it would be faster to run home for us, but Will wants us to have the full honeymoon experience. I'd much rather run. Hours and hours of waiting. It's driving me insane. I am going to eat. I can just taste them souls.
Love, Anna.
6th September 1891
Dear Journal,
Will had a go at me. I only ate a couple of souls on that trains and he yelled at me. This is what happens though when you're a demon and you are married to a reaper. Reapers collect and look after souls, demons eat them. The demon is the reapers number 1 enemy- and yet me and Will got married and had a child. I miss Edward, I can't wait to get home to him. My little boy.
Things to do when I get back:
-Go collect Edward from Ronald.
-Go home and cook Will dinner.
-Feed Edward.
-Eat Ronald's soul.
All entertaining tasks I guess.
Love, Anna.