Chapter 34 Pages of Power

ALINA

I stared at the diary.

It was black, square, and leather. Worn, like it had been touched too many times.

My fingers hovered over it.

What if it was personal? What if it had things I wasn't supposed to see?

I swallowed, running my thumb along the spine. It felt strange, finding something of my father's after all this time. Like he had lef