April 14

Dear Diary,

I didn't get much sleep last night. My mom scolded me from the other room because I was twisting and turning even on my bed.

So, in order to pass the time, I dug up some of my old diaries. Specifically, the one diary I had when I first had dreams about Kaiden.

My mother returned the notebook to me after I graduated from nursing school, believing that I was over Kaiden. But the truth is that I'll never be over him. I just mask the pain and try not to let thoughts of him interfere with the life I'm living today.

To put it simply, I made him to be an inspiration rather than a distraction. Just like everyone says...

I binge-read all of my diary entries until I was exhausted.

Sometimes I wish I could dream about Kaiden again. Even if it's just once. However, no one, not even Layla, can fully explain the dreams I had. No one.

And... I sometimes think that Kaiden is a real person, but he doesn't know me. He has no idea I exist, and I'm dreaming about him. But it's nearly impossible. I made him up.

These details remained a closely guarded secret of mine. Even my closest friends were unaware of these facts. I still believe that everyone will regard me as insane and delusional.

I still miss you a lot, Kaiden. I hope you're proud of me right now. I already did what I need to do, like what you said. If I know where you are, I will wake you up. I will tell you everything that happened after you left.

Happy 15th anniversary to us, Kai. I love you to the moon and back.

Still dreaming,

Kei