I had kept the news of my pregnancy to myself and softly said.
"I... Aunt Katie, Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. I'm just not ready yet. Can you give me some more time?"
Without waiting for everyone's reaction, I grabbed my bag and ran out of the private room.
I was afraid that if I stayed a second longer, they would convince me otherwise.
Back at home, I locked myself in my room and tightly held the diary in my hands.
My parents followed me closely, knocking on my door anxiously.
"Katrina, what's wrong with you? We are really worried," they said.
Then I heard Felix's voice, "Baby, you can tell me anything. Can you open the door and let me in?"
I tried to calm my emotions, making sure my voice didn't reveal my panic.
"Don't worry, I'm just feeling a bit scared all of a sudden. Maybe it's pre-wedding jitters. I want to be alone for a while."
A few moments later, the footsteps outside gradually faded away.
I leaned against the bed and stared at the yellowing diary.
If someone wanted to play a prank on me, they would have to possess clairvoyance, but I didn't believe there was such a person in the world.
I took a deep breath and opened the diary.