The weather is boiling and I never remember Chicago being this hot and uncomfortable. I think my brain lied to me after travelling America for so many years.
Layla placed me in an apartment today and I have still to see Marie. I still can't believe that she did this! How can I even begin to repair what she has done if I don't know how to forgive her.
Did she do this to get back at me?
As I look out the city, I can only sit and wonder.
See you next week.