~WILLOW~
Dante was sleeping next to me when I woke up the next day. I was still very heartbroken; it possibly even felt worse now that I wasn't half asleep and wide awake.
I couldn't believe I'd confessed my feelings for Dante, and instead of hearing something nice in return, I got the worst possible response.
I didn't know how to face him anymore. Not after last night.
Things could never be the same between us again.
I hate how good he still looked to me. Even after breaking my heart without realizing it, Dante still looked like a masterpiece on the bed.
I took my diary out once more. It was where I could express my true feelings without the fear of someone finding out.
My dearest husband,
I always knew that you didn't love me. Since the beginning, I've known that Anya was
