Daisy - Chapter 8

Jay Gatsby is dead. He was the first man I ever loved. If he had come back from the war a little early I would have married him and not Tom. I would never have been involved in the Eastern way of life; the wealthy lifestyle. I cannot fathom the idea of him never being in my life. I cannot believe that he died because of my carelessness. I know that I chose Tom over Gatsby but still I cannot believe he died. Tom says he had it coming. I do not know why but Tom seemed a little depressed about the death of the woman I ran over. He said that Gatsby had killed a woman in cold blood and now he deserved to die. And I could not say anything. I did not even try protect Gatsby. I could not even tell Tom that I had killed him. Gatsby protected me from all this coming down on me and I cannot even tell my husband that I killed that woman let alone ask him to vouch for me. I need to get away from here as soon as I can. I do not want to stay anywhere that reminds me of Gatsby and the things we did together. I cannot believe he is gone now. And I cannot believe that I will never see him again. My husband's wealth would suffice for me but the feeling of having betrayed Gatsby still hurts me deep inside. The fact that I changed my mind about him on the last minute hurts me too. But there is nothing that I can do at this point. I will be happy with Tom and when it comes down to the choice I made, I think I made the right one. Even though Gatsby could protect me from what I have done, even though I know he will always love me and not make me worry about him like I  do with Tom, Gatsby could never have provided me with what Tom can. All the wealth and the money I desired all along since I was a little kid.