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The summer of my dreams has literally turned into a nightmare. (200% sure I'm not dreaming.) The good news is that Henri is back in my life. The bad news is, he's not at all coming out to hang out with me. And for the first time in my life, it feels like a part of me might be able to confide in my dad. (Yes, I said: my DAD.) But I can't. I know I can't. In the meantime, what I stuck in this journal has become the most precious thing in my life. And even though I have no idea how any of this will end—or why someone, somewhere, wanted me to discover something I should never have—I promise here: I-will-not-give-up. Fanny, x