August 25th, 20BBY

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Dear Diary,

    I've been feeling very sick lately. Bail has instructed me to stay in bed for about a week. Even though I think it's over kill, I will do what I must to protect my baby.

   I've tried writing a few times, but I get dizzy. The words blur and I get a huge migraine.

  Hang on!

   Sorry, I had another headache. I hate this! Not only is the constant sickness getting old, but the only thing I can do is think.

   I think about Anakin. I think about our baby. I think about our future family. Then the most terrible thought hits me like a rock, What will happen our baby is Force sensitive? Will the Council discover us? Will they take our baby? Will Anakin let them?

   The more I try to push the terrible thought from my mind, the more I feel like it will come true.

   I just wish Anakin was here to tell me everything will be okay. The words of his letter are the only thing left to comfort me.

   ...But know this, I will always be with you. I swear.

  I only hope he is right.

                                 Love, Mrs. Skwalker + 1

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