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Dear Diary,

In less than an hour, I’ll be going into isolation. I could bring you, but I figure it’s best that I don’t.

Mom brought us to a forest somewhere in Italy. I wonder if she’ll meet up with grandpa while I’m away. Afterall, this is her home, and I know he’s still here somewhere. Maybe I’ll get to see him too. It’s been ages since I last saw him, and I don’t know why we stopped. I was too young to really remember, but I hope it wasn’t because he hated that I am a hybrid. That’s why Dad’s family hates me.

Stella, Jordan, James and my parents are all here. Dad caught dinner last night and we enjoyed each others company. It was weirdly comforting. Jordan quickly became my best friend, and so did Stella. And I found myself trusting them. It was nice to have friends for the first time. I mean, Devyn was my friend at one point, but that ended when we started school.

Stella was very helpful. She confirmed my suspicions of not having a choice in the matter of the prophecy. She also confirmed that the attachment was placed on me by Vasilia the night of graduation, and that it was removed by Selene. Oh, and Vasilia is Stella’s older sister. She was the High Priestess before she turned into a dark witch, making Stella take over as High Priestess.

Gaia and I made up this morning, which was good because I was going to need her help getting through the next 7 months. I’m not ready to be alone in the forest, but I have no choice. Plus, after spending Winter break in the forest alone, I know I could get through this. I could either help Vasilia get her revenge, or I could fight her along with fighting the two kings. And based on what Stella, Gaia and Selene told me, helping Vasilia would be the best option. Plus I didn’t want to fight or kill Stella’s sister. It’s just wrong.

Time is up. I have to leave for isolation now. Wish me luck!

XOXO

~MJ.L

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