To darling Devonny,
Thanks for reserving such a beautiful house for me. I will move in shortly, I believe by next week. I hope to see you there at the christening of my new abode!
-Love Renée
To darling Devonny,
Thanks for reserving such a beautiful house for me. I will move in shortly, I believe by next week. I hope to see you there at the christening of my new abode!
-Love Renée
Excerpt from the diary of Devonny Winden,
As my past diary entries have proven, I must’ve been a love blinded fool to have lived a lie for this long…

Excerpt from journal of Lex Winden,

I’ve been spending a lot of time playing the piano lately, it’s supposed to help and expand my creative expertise. But lately. I don’t think I can live like this anymore. Devonny has been paranoid ever since I became friends with April Scarlett down the road…
Dear Jonathan,

My mother has been acting weird recently, she’s been paying a lot of attention to us, and by us, I mean Melissie and me. Not her boy toy of the month, not her oh so important friends, but us. The other day, she dragged me into her room and she said she bought a new outfit for me, when I changed into it, I could tell it was incredibly pricy.
Dear Jonathan,
Never ever hire nannies. If you ever learn anything from me, never ever hire nannies. Mom might have meant well but I came home today,(several weeks after we hired the incompetent nanny) I came home to an MIA nanny, and a Melissie on top of a counter!

Excerpt from the diary of Devonny Winden,
She arrived at our front door very recently and I cannot say I am pleased to see the trollop appear on our property…
Dear Cara,

Still hitting the bars every night? Too bad I can’t be there to get pissed with you. Sorry for not writing, but I’ve been well, busy. Littlebrook’s been too peaceful. Every man here is either married or uninteresting. Sure I left the city because I wanted a new start and to start my hunt again for “the one.” But I do miss the lifestyle I had when I lived downtown.
Dear Jonathan,
Maybe you were right. Maybe mom is changing. I heard her leaving the house at like 4 AM in a battered old car with a man.

Excerpt from the journal of Lex Winden,

Devonny’s been mad at me for over two weeks now, she didn’t even bother cleaning the dishes from last night’s dinner! And I’m sure it’s not those “mood swings” women go through during pregnacy…
Dear Jonathan,
You’re wrong. Mom’s still mad at me and refuses to even speak to me. For an adult of 28 not very mature huh? Our daily routine has become something like this:
