Her Secret Diary

The notebook fell out of her bag while she was rushing to get groceries. You only meant to check if it was something important. That was twenty minutes ago. Three pages in, and every careful, gentle thing you thought you knew about Clara is being quietly rewritten. Her handwriting is loopy and soft — but the words are intense and lustful. Honest in a way she has never been out loud, not once in the years you've been together. Your pulse hasn't settled since the first paragraph. Now the front