12. Destined For me

Tobias Bernstorff

Harry gets up from the bed and starts inspecting my room as if he were an investigator or as if it were his first time entering it. I simply observe him, following his gaze to every corner until he fixes his eyes on the little notebook that's on the bedside table. He looks at it with intrigue, and when he moves to pick it up, I quickly snatch it from his hands.

"No, this is private."

"Alright. How was the trip? And how did this diary end up in your hands? Come, sit down here and tell me. I've been waiting."

"But now? It's already quite late, and we have an important meeting tomorrow, not to mention the pending tasks waiting for me."

He checks his wristwatch.

"It's only 9:30 PM now, still quite early, and the longer you hesitate to tell me, the later it gets."

"You can be really annoying when you want to, you know?"

I clear my throat dramatically, trying to figure out how to tell him without giving away too many details. Harry is quite perceptive, and I don't want hi