Dear Diary, Monday, in the next morning, I was still sleeping, but not in the bed. I was sleeping on the couch, but why? I know that I was sleeping with L in his room. I really didnt know what happend. When I got up I saw a letter on the table next to the couch. The letter was from L, I was shoked, It says:
"Hey, I know you ask yourself why are you on the couch and not in my bed, well I know I should tell your yesterday, but I knew that you will get mad so I tell you know. I want you to keep our relationship a secret, I love you, but I think that would be bad for everyone to know. Im sorry!"