A lie.
"...Aunt, I understand everything."
The life she lived was a lie.
From the woman she hated the most to the one she loved the most.
It had all been a lie.
"I understand that you were also a victim in all of this. I'm sorry for how I treated you in the past. You were never the bad guy."
Everything. All of it.
It was all because of her.
Because she existed.
"...I now understand who the bad guy is."
It was only now that she understood the truth.
And the thought...
It shattered whatever fragile pieces were still holding her together.
"It was me. I was the bad guy from the start."
The realization was what changed her.
She lost sight of her feelings, and the darkness she was so scared of suddenly seemed so comforting.
And all of a sudden, she found herself in this strange state.
A state in which all her surroundings were dark, and she felt in tune with the world. But at the same time, she felt herself lose her sense of self.
She was...
