ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

Winter 05, 1861

I feel like I'm rotting in here. As soon as winter has arrived and Mom has already been buried, her jewels have been thrown by the coffin, buried more than three meters from the surface. But I can't let them be consumed by Mom's putrid body, they were gifts that Aunt Daisy left for me, they're mine by right and my mother had stolen them. I asked one of the gardeners to go to the mansion cemetery at the northern end of the property, but she's so afraid mom's going to fetch her tonight. Pathetic.

I asked the other employees too, but they refused to help me too. I see no choice but to dig myself. Dad's not coming here anytime soon, right? He's having a great time with his mistress so he can worry about his only adult female daughter. According to him, before leaving, I'm "too big and fit enough to turn around." I wanted to spit on him.

Anyway... I'm going to open Mom's grave myself and get my jewelry back.

Winter 14, 1861

There's something about this