CHAPTER 24

Vanya's pov

I sat down on Marco's bed. It felt stiff. I pulled a pillow to my chest and held it close. Inside the drawer I had just opened were three thick leather bound books. I picked out one of them.

Engraved in gold letters on the cover page of the thick brown leather were the letters; "Journal of Jacob King."

My father.

My eyes widened. I had never imagined that my father would have kept journals. Isn't that the fancy word for diary? Like an older people's kind of diary?

Still I opened up the journal. The first page of it was just him talking about normal mundane stuff. Until I turned the page and kept turning it.

Each new page I turned to, make my heart drop even more and my eyes widen even more.

Everything I thought I knew about my father was being questioned right now. I had no idea he kept a record of this part of him. I had completely no idea.

A loud noise startled me, causing me to slam the journal shut and jump in fright. I jumped out of Marco's bed. I hadn't even realized