I ran the rest of the way to the second safe house, tears blurring my vision. I felt like I would never be the same again, like the last thing that kept me sane had been ripped away from me in a matter of minutes. As a matter of fact, it had.
This safe house looked like a small shed. I stayed in there for four days, meaning that I had been traveling for a week, reading through Lukas' book and allowing myself to cry heart-brokenly until I felt drained and had to sleep. I drunk very little but ate most of the food. Having my world shredded made me hungry.
The last entry in Lukas' book was the shortest but stuck out the most.
*An extract from the book of Lukas Rosser*
Three-day, 23, April
Something bad is going to happen. I just know it. Something bad is going to happen and it will change our lives forever. There are some things I would like to say.
First. This book must be kept safe. Spread the story of what Laure and I have been through to everyone.
Second. If something happens to me and it's Laure who is reading this, I want you to take care of yourself. Forget about me and – Wait, don't forget about me. Remember me but don't let my absence affect you too much. Remember the aim of this little adventure.
Third. Everything happens for a reason.
Four. Some feelings cannot be helped and cannot be changed. Laure, I care about you. A lot. I would say love, but you're not really the person who expresses too many emotions. I love you and that feeling cannot be helped and cannot be changed.
I know that there is a chance that this bad thing will happen and I may not see you again, but I hope I will, Laurali Grigori.
See you soon.