I was in tears and jumped on you, wrapping my arms and legs around you.I gave you the tightest hug.You fell on my bed and started laughing.When I stopped crying, you cuddled with me and we watched ‘The Princess Bride’ mouthing the dialogue.
Just like that, I wasn’t sad anymore.You don’t know how much I appreciate your existence, Ethan Kane.
Love,
Kiara
CHAPTERTHREE
29th May, Tuesday
Ethan ...I can’t anymore.
It hurts ...it hurtssobad.I don’t know what to do.I am so exhausted.I will just sleep it off.
Tired,
Kiara
CHAPTERFOUR
10th June, Sunday
Hey Ethan,
Sorry for not writing daily, I can’t keep up with a journal, but I am trying.I hope I will keep writing this.
Anyway, I called you last night and ...you seemed happy.Very happy.Also, you ordered me to bringbundi ladoosas a souvenir for you from India.Don’t worry, I’ve already made a secret stash for both of us.I hope Eve’s not sick anymore and it was just gas.
Well, life here is slow compared to San Diego, not like you haven’t seen.My Nana and Nani are spoiling me with food, not that I’m complaining because I really missed them.Including the spicy Indian food.They asked about you and were sad that you couldn’t come with us this year.
Nana told me a story last night while my Nani was doingchampion my hair.He still calls me his little lion in Gujarati, and I can’t help but grin every time he calls me that.
Miss you,
Kiara
P.S.I am not sorry for stealing your cologne.It’s with me.Because I knew I would miss you.
CHAPTERFIVE
12th June, Tuesday
Morning, E!Wondering how I woke up at six in the morning?Spoiler alert: It wasn’t magic.
I’m writing this sitting on our special rock.Remember that big rock near the little pond on the outskirts of my hometown where we used to sneak off and throw pebbles eatinggola(shaved ice).I am sitting right on that rock right now.I wished you could come with us and it seems like my overprotective cousins missed you.
The weather here is still fresh, and you can smell the cool fragrance in the air.Sadly, the pond dried out, and it has turned into a vast clearing.The tire swing we tied to the oak tree is being used by little kids.
Even though the life here is simple and lovely, I miss home.Especially you.Because it feels like for the longest time, my home is where you are, Ethan Kane.
Love,
Kiara
CHAPTERSIX
17th June, Sunday
