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"Don't worry, sir," the doctor said to Mr. Smith. Mr. Smith looked at his daughter lying on the hospital bed. Anna mumbled, "Take it off." Her voice was too painful. The nurse leaned towards her and removed the oxygen mask. She tried to give Anna some water, but it spilled out. The nurse left the ICU and approached Mr. Smith. "Sir, we are trying our best, but..." she signaled a red flag. Mr. Smith walked into the ICU and sat near Anna, grabbing her hand which had many marks on it. "My daughter is a fighter, a strong fighter," he mumbled. "Dad, my body is aching in ten different places. I can feel a painful flare running through my body," Anna groaned. "But the stab they gave me in the heart is more painful than these cuts and stitches. I never meant to hurt them," Anna continued with a breaking voice. Mr. Smith ran his hand over her hair and gave a peck on her forehead. He felt her hands getting cold, and within a minute, Anna gave up on life.

After Anna's funeral, everyone returned to their homes, and Anna's house was locked forever for Smith's Family . Mr. Smith handed the keys to Berk. Berk took the keys happily and was excited to start his new life in that house. The next day, he moved all his stuff into the new home and hired a few laborers to help him with setting things up. It took 3-5 days to completely finish fixing everything.

Now , Berk was all alone in the house. It was a chilly night, and the breeze was freezing his hands and limbs. He headed to the bathroom and hopped into a quick hot shower. Then, he jumped onto the couch and sat in front of the hearth. As soon as he settled on the couch, his eyes landed on the diary, which was placed near the hearth. Despite being wrapped up in a blanket, he managed to free himself to grab the diary and returned in a flash. Snuggling back into the blanket, he took a peek at the diary.

The first page was adorned with pearls, giving the diary an expensive look. And guess what? There was a name written on the first page: "Anna Smith." That got Berk thinking, "She must be part of Mr. Smith's family. But if they took everything, why is her diary here? Should I give it a read?"

Numerous questions swirled in Berk's mind. After a long deliberation, he decided to delve into the journal.

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Dear Diary,

Today, I made up my mind to start writing a diary again. It's been a while since my last entry, but I'm excited to get back into it. The evening was beautiful, but my mood wasn't so great. My mom forced me to get ready for the evening. Actually, it was my uncle's reception. But here's the thing... something really strange happened today. As I attended the party, everything seemed dull, until something cast a warm golden glow on everything. And you know what it was? A smile! I might seem silly for writing this, but yes...Someone's smile stole my heart today, and I think that was the best thing about today. But I don't know that person. I wish I could have seen that person at the wedding, so it would have been the second time. I'm not sure if we'll meet again or not. The world literally faded when I saw that smile. It seemed to be the most beautiful thing in the world. I love that smile and those eyes that lit up when we spoke, even if it was just for a second. Everything in those few seconds was special. As I close this chapter of today, I can't help but feel butterflies in my stomach. I hope the future holds some possibilities to meet that person again.

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Dear Diary,

I don't know what to write. My mind is consumed with thoughts of that person. I hope you remember. I know I'm not regular in writing the diary, but I guess that was the first and most recent entry. That person's voice plays in my mind like a gentle melody. I can't seem to shake it off my mind. I replay every word of our conversation in my mind. Maybe I've done it 10,000 times in these three days. It's strange that I find myself daydreaming about someone I don't even know. I am hopeful about meeting that person again. I wish I could hug that person badly.

Berk closed the diary and wondered who Anna was and what her relationship was with Mr. Smith.