I have to do this. I have to leave her, for everyone’s sake if not mine. But I started to fall in love with her and now I am forced to leave her, never to see her again, but I will give her some money in order to keep her going for a while. I can’t do this to her.
No! I have made my decision. She isn’t right for me and mother and father would be absolutely mortified if I was to stay with Daisy who is so clearly below our social status and it could end up sabotaging our reputation in society. I would be mocked and laughed at. Anyhow Sheila is the one for me; she is the one I love.
Daisy Renton has got to go. She’s history!
I must leave her but I can’t hurt her feelings, we were so happy together. I guess it’s true then eh, all good things really do come to an end.
This can never come out. No-one must ever know. Ever!
I’ve got to make my life with Sheila now. Shelia and I love each other, we were made for each other and now I am going to get married to her.
I suppose I am using Daisy but it wasn’t intentional, I was just helping her and then it happened; it all happened so fast and I got caught up in the moment; forgot about who and what was really important. Now I’m sick and tired of the lies and deception; it’s got to stop. Now!
Saturday 12th July 1912
I went to see Daisy today, early so that no-one knew. I think she was expecting it to end soon but just not so soon. I heard her cry. I felt as though I should comfort her but she pushed me away; said I was just making it harder for her, she told me she would be gone by midnight. I thought I was doing the right thing but it seems as though I have done the complete opposite.
