Entry Thirty-One:
Louis' talking to Eleanor right now. He's on the phone in the kitchen, pacing about and screaming into the speaker. He doesn't know Im listening.
I pity Eleanor right now. Who would want Louis mad at them?
Now everything's quiet. No more yelling or shouting. I don't think even crying, not even a sniffle. This suspense is quite intense.
He just came out of the kitchen. He's smiling.
Not a good sign on my part.
-Harry x
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