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He came here. Raphael. He was ready to camp out in the hallway if I refused to answer the door. Isabella was there as well.
At first, I didn't want to. I actually tried pretending as though I wasn't in the room. Disguised my voice.. tried to send them away..
But they wouldn't go. Why? I do not understand. "Love" Raphael would say is why. I don't understand it myself. Perhaps I will come to learn what it is the future holds for me in terms of love. Have I ever loved before? Margaret, my mother.. I love her enough to let her believe I am dead and gone. She need not be bothered by my sinful presence.
So why do these people not take "no" for an answer?
Perhaps from here on out, things will get easier..