When my mind returned to the present, it was like I somehow walked right into a nightmare. Ophelia was no longer alive and my friend who had always been there at my side was...what? 550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmOpwefKjnh
I sighed when the obvious reasons for her behaviour struck me - not like a lightening bolt but like ice cold water. She...No...How could I have been so mistaken in my read of her character? She was...550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFKods8tYYX
But there was no doubt that the tears she she shed for me were genuine. Were they though? I sank down on the steps, nearly dissolving into tears. Why? Why did I have to be here? To see and hear all these things? 550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmoMncmeZpE
It was just then that my parents car stopped in front of the house. My Mom got out first, holding desperately onto the car for support till my Dad got out and held her. His hold was weak, his hands were shaking ever so slightly, as if he was desperately trying to keep himself together.550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdlCWjp7rdo
Behind the car, on his bicycle was the last person I would have expected. Mathew! His face was pale but determined. He stopped the bicycle right next to the car and walked right upto my Mom and Dad.550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2VkH5GW2Vo
"Uncle...Aunt...I..." He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry."
"Mathew..." My Mom began to speak but he cut her short. "Please...I...I...Just hear me out. I...I caused your daughter great unhappiness. She...She shouldn't have had to go through the things I put her through. I shouldn't have been so inconsiderate and cruel."
"Mathew there's no..."
"Uncle...I shouldn't have behaved the way I did at the funeral. I felt guilty. I didn't want to face the fact that she died. I hurt your daughter in so many ways. I'm sorry. I really am sorry."
The diary page trembled in my hand. Its edge ripped out cruelly a desperate attempt to hide the truth.550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjIdM0oVbCM
To be continued...
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