I didn’t think I was going to be getting angry today. At this rate, I was not capable of anger because of the immense happiness I was feeling. Last night’s event had my head so far in there that I was blinded by anger.

Even when Atticus was silent at breakfast this morning and didn’t answer most of my questions, I didn’t mind. I think my new favourite position was in his arms. It was a place I never wanted to leave.

The day flew by in a blur, and before I knew it, it was evening. Recently, the preparation for the gallery has taken my mind off a lot...