Jake settled down on the bed, the diary resting in his hands. He hesitated for a moment, knowing it wasn’t right to invade someone’s privacy, but the curiosity to at least find out the owner’s name drove him to flip through the pages. The entries were personal, written as if the person was having a casual conversation, yet never once mentioning her name.
As he skimmed through the pages, a recent entry caught his eye. “New semester,” he murmured as he read. “This time I’m in the same class as dear J... I almost lost hope, but he was there... I was so happy...” The mention of "dear J" made him pause, wondering who she was referring to.
He skipped a few more pages, stopping at another entry. “Beaches are so pretty... my favorite one is Beachy Day... I love watching sunrises there... it makes me happy... I do that every year on september 10... on my birthday... in peace, all alone...” Jake read the words slowly, his mind suddenly fixating on the date.
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Dear "J" | Sim Jake
RomanceHe sprinted along the shoreline, waves crashing at his feet, clutching a worn diary in his hand. With each step, he murmured, "Dear J," his voice laced with hope and urgency, as if the ocean itself might lead him to the one he was searching for. Wil...
