58 SOULMATE

"Cecilia, I left my car at the restaurant. Could you please bring it home for me.”? Madison said over the phone. "You have the spare key with you right? Okay. Thank you." Ethan had refused to let her drive home herself. He felt it was dangerous former to strive because she was upset. Although Madison didn't want to admit it, he was right. She wasn't fit to drive herself home at that moment. She placed her phone on the nightstand and headed to her closet. She brought out a journal that beneath all her clothes. It was her mother's journal; it was green with a black rose on the cover. She sat on the floor and stared at it, unsure whether she should open it. She found the journal among beer mum's belongings when she had died and she had been too scared to open it and accept she was gone. "You can do this Madison," she said to herself. With a deep sigh she opened it and read the first page, it was about her birth. January 14th 1994, My little bundle of joy is finally here. I s