I'm Sorry.

I'm sorry for everything. I wish I was brave enough. I wish I could go up to you and express what I was feeling. I wish I had thought twice about my decision.

But I can't do it anymore. I really can't. I've tried everything but there's nothing I can do to fix it anymore. It's too late. It has already happened.

I have to do this now. I can't go back anymore but I regret it. I regret every single second. I regret not being able to tell you the truth. And I can't handle it. The way he looks at you. The way you look at him.

I know you two are over but I know how you still feel for him. I pity you but I don't. His mom is the same person as mine. I've tolerated everything he has as well. He's just better at expressing it. But I can't do it anymore.

I have to tell the truth... or hide it deep enough for me to forget. But I can't seem to reach that place. 

I can't...

I love you, Meen

- Prae

Reading silently through the paper, Meen crumbles it, tears falling constantly from her eyes. She leans against the bed, the sound of her cries echoing through the room. Had she ever known how the other felt about her, she wouldn't have done any of that. She wouldn't have been with Pitch in the first place.

But it's too late again. She's no longer here. Had she ever realized how much she actually meant to Prae. Had she ever realized that Prae loved her even more than she loved Prae. 

The paper falls from Meen's hand as she realizes her mistake. Prae didn't do it because she was exposed, or criticized. She did it because she thought the person she loved the most was the one betraying her. She couldn't handle it. The pain, the betrayal...

Meen's sobs become louder. It was all her fault. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for her. She loved her... to the core but she never realized it.

Throwing her head back against the corner of the mattress on the bed, Meen grips her hair tightly, pulling on them in an attempt to ease down her pain. No... she can't believe it. She lets out a trembled scream from the top of her lungs. 

It was all her fault, all along.

Only if she hadn't left her best friend alone,

Only if she had been smart enough to realize that her friend liked her more than she thought,

Only if she had realized Prae never wanted to marry him,

Only if she had realized she was the one Prae had wanted all along,

The kiss that day... she thought it was all an act. But... no. 

Only if she had realized that Pitch was an asshole all along,

In this psychopath world, Meen feels like the only sensible person. Yet she couldn't save the person she loved the most. 

Only if Meen was smarter,

Only if she knew how much Prae was suffering,

Only if she paid more attention to her on those days than Pitch,

Then she'd still be alive.