𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

♥ ♥ ♥

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞

Dear Diary,

Today is February 21st, 1997

I got the call this morning.

3:38 am.

He's dead.

Alessio De Carlo is dead.

Alessio De Carlo is dead.

Alessio De Carlo is dead.

Alessio De Carlo is dead.

Alessio De Carlo is dead.

Hestia called me an hour ago. I could hear that break in her voice.

"Alessio got on a plane last night. He bought you an Eiffel Tower necklace while in Paris. I convinced him to get on a plane to give it to you in person. The plane crashed, and he died in the hospital less than an hour ago."

"He felt horrible for not saying goodbye appropriately. Alessio had uncontrollable bleeding in his brain. I'm so sorry, Blaire."

She never said the word, but I already knew he was gone.

People die.

But he didn't deserve to die. He was supposed to come home to me in four months. I couldn't save the person who saved me.

Alessio De Carlo saved me.

He is the first guy who made me believe I could have a happy ending.

I can feel my heart race inside my chest. There is no Alessio De Carlo anymore. I technically can't say "he is" anymore.

He's dead.

I've lost another person I love.

Hestia will be arriving here in a couple of minutes. Alessio was family to us. His death will destroy us. He was supposed to get closure after his sister's death, but now he's reunited with her.

I'll never forgive the universe for his death.

I cried until there were no tears left in my eyes. I have dried-up tears on my cheek.

I may be selfish for wishing he was alive. He took me in when I was fourteen. He gave me a roof over my head. He became my soulmate. Living without him isn't living. Waking up each day without seeing his beautiful brown eyes feels impossible.

After losing a lot in life, the pain is still unbearable. The empty void in my chest will never go away.

I wish for one last moment with him. I want to feel his body against mine. I want to feel his heartbeat inside his chest. I need his voice to reassure me that I'll be alright one last time.