Go ahead, read it

Ryan stood frozen in place, his mouth hanging open for what felt like an eternity.

He hadn't expected Alice to do something like this at all. Was this really Alice in front of him? Why did he feel like he was seeing a glimpse of Mia, that little devil, in her?

If Mia had done something like this, it would've made sense. But Alice? It just felt... off.

Where was the composed, elegant, "cold on the outside, warm on the inside" Miss Alice he knew? How had she turned into... this?

"What's wrong? Did you write something you don't want me to read?" Alice squinted her eyes, sitting cross-legged and scooting a little closer to Ryan.

She couldn't hide the slight smirk at the corner of her mouth, and honestly, she wasn't even trying to. She was clearly asking a question she already knew the answer to.

Before handing Ryan the diary, she had flipped through it several times.