Emily's Diary Part 22 !link! Page

Part of me wants to throw my phone into the lake. Another part wants to run to him, stupid and desperate, just to feel something other than this hollow ache.

Mom made hot chocolate before bed. She didn’t push. She just said, “Tomorrow will feel different. It always does.” emily's diary part 22

— Emily

I almost didn’t write tonight. My hands are shaking, but not from cold. From something I can’t name yet. Part of me wants to throw my phone into the lake

I hope she’s right.