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Hurrying to the latest, and last entry, I flip urgently to the final page, and any hope of finding out what happens next crashes

"Fare thee well, Naia," the Red Knight says and releasesh to ain to see if LF is online She's not, but I send her a ht, she will thissend, I stand, restless and scared,almost as fast as my heartbeat

"What if it is just a book?" I shake my head and look aroundcrazy? Was I crazy to believe I went to another world? The oppressiveness of my existence settles over me, a reminder of how much I've come to hate my life

How can I possibly rescue a rate "None of it is! You don't have any ues it's stupid for me to be so emotionally invested in fiction

The part of me that lived it, and knows Black Moon Draw is more real to me than this life ever has been, roars in response I've been there! I know it exists I know he exists! A man who leaves me as confused as he does turned on, whose touch makes me quiver and who I crave more than all the chocolate in the world I can't think more than two seconds about hi the clothes I wore in Black Moon Draw, the only physical proof, aside froo to a , recognizing the cityscape visible forhot water again Unable to reconcile what the hell is going on, I finally flip out, the pent up anger, frustration, and fear getting the better ofof a world that doesn't exist, I fling it across the living roo in love with my favorite kind of Hero - nobly flawed and redeeht I was beautiful, who helpede o back to being nor away infor another Jason to enter