Chapter 5

Time stretched on, and I found myself wondering why Eugene hadn't returned.

I went to search for him, and the light glowing from my bedroom surprised me. When I opened the door and saw what he was holding, I immediately darted forward to snatch it back.

"What gives you the right to touch my stuff?" I demanded.

His eyes were rimmed with red, his hands still suspended in the empty space where my diary had been.

"I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional," he said quietly. "I only wanted to see where you used to live. I never meant to find your…