I'm sorry I was so mean to Eleanor. I miss her and at the same time I wish I could forget about her. I wish we were just friends and never became anything else. Then none of this would've happened and no one would've gotten hurt. Maybe Dad was right about me having a platonic soulmate. Maybe I'm just not cut out for an actual relationship. But maybe tomorrow I can apologize to Eleanor. Maybe once I get back and I'm better, maybe we could even... I don't know. We can cross that bridge when we come to it.
