Malleiya

Diary,

I'm sorry I have found such little time to write... I've been so tired, and even thinking about dragging myself out of bed simply tires me out. Of course, the sheer discomfort I feel right now simply does not help matters, and I've been rather... short of temper, especially with my dear Torr, something I greatly dislike. It makes me wonder if this child is going to come at all... I still feel their movements, especially their kicking.

To you, yet unborn,

Hello... I understand this may be strange to see, but I feel as though it were best that I leave something behind for you to feel as though you were getting to know me... in case I am not here in person for that to happen.

I am your mother, little one. I know, even reading that is strange, isn't it?... But, even knowing how strange it may be, it is the truth... just ask your father. I have asked him to keep a hold on these until such time that you know how to read.

Dear Diary,

Well... as of yesterday afternoon... I am Bretthera Seacrest no longer.

I am now Mrs. Bretthera Willowdye.

The wedding was wonderous, just with me, my new husband (Tordann), my twin sister (Malleiya), my father-figure (Awarth), my closest friend (Gracelyn), and another good friend of mine (Dryn) there... I find it somewhat odd that he was a fair distance away, but... overall, it was perfect. Just what I had dreamed of as a little girl.

Dear diary,

Tomorrow is it. The day I have waited for so long for... the day where I become Mrs. Willowdye.

I am still so excited for it! But, at the same time, the nerves are beginning to bother me... I trust that everything will go as planned, I shouldn't have to worry or be nervous, but... some part of me says that something will go wrong...

But I know nothing will. That part of me is lying. But it's saying it so much, and so loudly... no. I refuse to believe it.