✨ Author’s Note:
Some of Emma’s diary entries serve as companion pieces to moments in Unfinished Melody and its sequel, offering a deeper look into her past and the memories that still shape her story. This entry from Emma’s Diary 1992 takes us back to a New Year’s Eve she’ll never forget…
January 1, 1992
Dear Diary,
Last night Adam and I went to a New Year’s party, and it was seriously so much fun.
I wore this really sparkly outfit—like, a lot of sequins. Probably too many, but I didn’t even care. And I sprayed on my Electric Youth perfume (of course), so I felt pretty cute for once.
Olivia was there with Cameron, and we all hung out for a while. There was punch and a ton of snack trays and just… people everywhere. It got kind of loud, but in a good way.
Adam and I danced a lot.
Like, a lot.
But there was one song that felt different.
It was To Be With You. I’ve heard it before—I already liked it—but last night… I don’t know. It just hit me differently.
Adam pulled me a little closer when it came on, like he always does when we dance.
Nothing new.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
But the way he looked at me this time…
Like I was the only person in the room.
At one point he leaned in and said something in my ear, and I laughed, shaking my head because it was so him.
And then he kissed me.
Just like he’s done a million times before.
Easy.
Familiar.
But for some reason… it felt different.
I’ve kissed him so many times, I’ve lost count.
But last night…
I realized something.
It’s not overwhelming.
It’s not confusing.
It’s just… steady.
And maybe that’s what love is supposed to feel like.
Maybe it’s supposed to feel like something that stays.
Later, when things started to wind down, we ended up sitting a little closer than usual.
Not really thinking about it.
Just… comfortable.
There was a moment—just a small one—where everything felt really quiet between us.
Like we both knew what we were thinking without saying it.
Adam looked at me for a second, then just smiled and brushed his thumb along my hand.
And that was it.
We didn’t say anything about it.
We didn’t have to.
Adam drove me home. (Mom let me stay out until one so we could ring in the New Year.)
When we pulled up, the porch light was still on, and I could see the living room light glowing through the window.
He walked me up to the door like he always does.
“I had a really good time tonight,” he said.
I smiled. “Me too.”
He looked at me for a second, like he didn’t want the night to end yet.
“Sleep good, Emma,” he said softly. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” I said.
He leaned in and kissed me—soft at first, and then a little more playful, like he always does, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
I stayed there for a second after he pulled away from me, watching him walk back to his car.
And for the first time in a long time…
I didn’t feel like I was waiting for something else.
Want to hear the song mentioned in Emma’s Diary 1992? Listen here: To Be With You – Mr. Big
Interested in listening to the whole Emma & Adam playlist? Listen here: Emma & Adam’s Playlist – YouTube
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