Penelope's pov
Reading the first page of Nelia's journal put me in a sour mood. I felt like I was getting to know her but the other way around. From the outside in. Which made me worry about myself. Perhaps I should get serious with my therapist. Though I don't trust that woman. She should have her license revoked. I kept my eyes on the beautiful garden just outside the window. The sun was out but the night was full of stars. Bright lights from beautiful lanterns sent around the manor. The garden has fireflies similar to the ones I'd seen in the pond. I wonder what inspired this.
A maid will soon arrive with dinner for me. I doubt any of us would be eating together.
I sighed, the worst thing about being in my situation is the uncertainty. I wish I could talk to someone about it. Readin
