After a few weeks as star-crossed lovers on the island, I decided it was time to focus on Henry. As I was putting his belongings away, I discovered a journal among them. I was at a loss for words, but the journal bothered me, and I couldn't help but stare at it as I packed his belongings. My hand slowly moved to touch it as my curiosity grew. I jumped to my feet when Henry entered the room, and his eyes widened when he saw the journal in my hand. He caught me red-handed, so it would be useless for me to lie to escape.

“Can you identify this item?”...