Nicholas
Apphia had regained her memory and was depressed, refusing to eat. She woke up to nightmares. Lily told me she spends her days writing in her notebook and journal, and also takes a lot of showers. She locks herself in the bathroom for hours, crying. My heart broke to hear that, so I decided to visit her. I missed her so much.
"I'm going to see her," I tell my sister over the phone. She has been staying by her side. I'm scared to leave her alone for fear she might self-harm or escape.
"Nicholas, what about the necklace? Did you send people to look for it?" she asks.
"I did, but they couldn't find it," I sigh.
"Oh, no. It has a lot of sentimental value. Poor girl was sobbing when she realized it was missing," she informs me. I hope the staff I sent out to look for it finds
