For the last few years, I never felt sympathy for witches that were single on Valentine’s Day. Even when I was single, I had school and work to occupy my thoughts and my time. Now, however, it’s a different story. Diego’s married to another witch, I don’t have a job, Parvati works a lot, Mum’s angry with me… there just isn’t much going on in my life.
Since my trip to St. Mungo’s yesterday, I’ve really come to think of this flat as home. It felt strange to sign a new lease; not that I am trapped here, just that I’m beginning a new chapter of my life. I suppose now that I have a completely clean bill of health I should find a job. I don’t want Mum treating me the way she used to treat Parvati. It’s bad enough that she thinks poorly of me for the whole Diego situation. Besides, I don’t have much in the way of savings, and Parvati and I can’t survive on her salary alone.