Dear Diary,
1989
Today I've been reminiscing about the day my love and I met. It was magical. I'm writing it here because I have not told my mother nor have I told anyone else. Though I suspect some might know of our relationship. He still chose to be with me even after knowing the story of mother's life. He still chose to love her despite her unusual behavior. I fell in love with him because he's seen me when I was invisible. I fell in love with him because he cared for me when I would leave my mother's house after an argument. I don't understand how someone could hate him. He's amazing and selfless. The day we met, he saw me at my worst, sitting in the rain, broken. He sat with me without a word till I was ready to go back home. That was the day I knew he was the one. However, I wish my mother would see the same.
Isla Thatcher
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