Dear Diary,
Today was quite interesting, I think... I've gotten a lot done in the last few days. I am healing well from when I was robbed. And my shop has gradually started to regain business, which is a good sign.
I've had a lot to think about these last few days. Where my relationship with Mandic has gone... where my friendship with Dryn and miss Grace has gone so far... and where my business has gone thus far... all of which, I am proud to say, has gone in a very good direction. I wonder how much longer this will go on...
Mandic asked me, last night, to marry him... I... I had initially said yes, but it is far too soon... and I do not want to have a marriage spiral out of control because I married someone too soon... I... I am afraid of what would happen if I were to go back on my word... I need to ask for some advice. I want something... something better, something that doesn't move so fast. I've known Mandic for... about two weeks now, and he's been courting me for half of that time... I have to tell him it's too soon...
If he insists... I fear I may need to... break things off... though my heart does yearn for him as I write this; he is busy at work... I haven't seen him all day...
No, I must do this. And I must draw a line. I have told him before, when he tried to ask me, it was too soon for such a question... No. Since it is the second time in a row he has tried to do this, I fear that... I have to break things off, as upsetting as it may sound, but I cannot let myself be in a relationship like this. It is incredibly improper. Mandic and I haven't even -known- each other long enough for this question to even be... considered proper in any way.
I will have to apologize profusely, but he has overstepped a boundary I have set far too many times. I am not willing to be married so soon. And I refuse to let myself be in a marriage that fails because we were married too soon. It is not worth it.
I will... have to do it, tomorrow, but... this relationship I have with him is... necessary to come to an end.
Anyway... I have... also learned that my father yet lives... The servant that found me, lied to me. She told me my father had passed... I will have to put my trip to Dale on hold, because of this. But, on the plus side, I will not be leaving Bree. Not until I -know- my father breathes no more.
I should go; I've much to think on and plan.
- Bretthera
