(Three days before the car crash)
Esma’s pov
“Still banging your head in the books?” I heard Dumeny's voice from behind and I shut my diary as soon as I heard him coming in my direction. I have been writing everything since last night in this diary. Since I met Moona.
Thanks to the evening primrose, my memories were intact but as the time passes, the primrose witters and so did my memories of last night. I have been writing non stop and everything I could remember but as the clock ticks, my mind started playing with me. it all seems like I was in a delusional paranoa.
If it was not for the early two pages I wrote, I would have thought of it as a dream shrugged it off. But it wasn’t. I wrote this as the first thing. Everything was real.
“You ditched me at the morning breakfast, what y
