**Diary Entry** There was a woman who fancied a man. She felt something deep—infatuation, attraction—a
The shrill ring of the doorbell announced a visitor. Lucy tossed her apron aside, wiped her hands, and
The biting wind lashed against his face like shards of glass, but Edmund felt nothing. His heart had
The icy wind cut through the air like needles, but Edgar felt nothing. His heart had turned to a frozen
Barbara smoothed her dress over her hips in front of the mirror, touched up her lips with rosy lipstick
“What on earth is this now?!” Charlotte snapped, her voice tight with irritation as she stood
The phone rang promptly at seven in the morning, just as Lydia was shuffling into the kitchen to put
Margaret slammed her teacup onto the saucer so hard that tea splattered across the lace tablecloth.
The icy wind bit at his face like needles, but Edward barely felt it. Inside, he was numb—his heart had
**Diary Entry – 10th May** The phone rang at exactly seven in the morning, just as Lydia was shuffling