There had been a breakthrough in the case. Yesterday. The Yotsuba company. Raito and I were working when he pointed out the stock changes in the compay's
(It is currently 3 a.m.)
This could mean that Raito is innocent. I am well-aware of the fact that my being involved with the suspect is an immediate bias toward his situation. However, I can not help but feel elated at the mention of his potential release. Although I am with him, I do still harbor fears of him only using my emotions against myself. Perhaps he has only befriended me to gain the upper hand in this case? Perhaps he is only toying with me...
This is strange. I used to pour on and on about my cases, my progress. This entire journal was once a data log of police cases. I have realized that I am no longer in possession of the excitement I once had for solving crimes. Looking back on my previous entries, I find them void of meaning. Void of feeling. Of life.
Of Raito.
I contacted the House. The cold seems to have left, but studying for the delayed yearly diagnostic exams have started. Roger would not allow for me to disturb Matt. What's the use when he never studies? (Oh, joyous. Living with a college student has made me change my morals.) I believe it is time I purchased Matt his own cell phone. I could maintain contact without having to place Roger in the middle of the entire ordeal.
I need to speak to someone.
This bottling up of frustrations is not healthy.
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