THE NOTEBOOK (106)

“I’ll think about Emilia, it’s getting late,” I informed her, and she nodded with a small smile and exited the room.

I let out a sigh of relief once she was gone. I was not sure I would ever get used to seeing her around but that was an opinion I would rather keep to myself, I frowned and walked toward the door to close it, once I was done, I turned and pulled out the note from my Jeans.

I had hidden it just between my jean and body, I was not willing to risk anything even though I was sure no one in the house was going to try and steal it. I also had to be self-conscious about the fact that someone came all the way here to murder Jared in my room and that was messed up.

I opened the first page of the book but closed it a moment later, it was three am now and the only thing I wanted to do was get some rest as much as I was anxious to know the contents of the book. I was mentally and physically exhausted from the emotional circus I had to face the entire day.

I kept the book in the dr