Elza. Private Entry.
Elza. She's back. I've wondered for months what became of her on our little trip to the Islands. There are so many questions I have for her...but for now, I must see to getting her healthy.
It seems that every woman I get involved with ends up injured or dead at my feet. I think the curse I carry gets passed to them, somehow. That isn't fair to them.
I don't know what else to say other than I'm sick and I hope my sickness doesn't hinder my ability as a physician to help Elza. I still care for her. Even after all this time.