Chapter 39

• I informed Alfred of my plans and asked him to come pick me up. I had an hour to kill before arriving at my dad's business, so I sat back and let my thoughts wander.
• Why did I keep having these dreams so often? I make a lot of attempts to see the boy's face in my dreams, but they are never successful. I feel like a piece of my heart has been torn out, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. The boy in my dreams seems both familiar and foreign to me. I feel like I know him, but I'm not sure where.
• This is so frustrating!