But it wasn't because after that day everything went downhill after...
It should have been an ordinary day. Bright sky. Soft sunlight spilling over the palace stones. The kind of afternoon that tricks you into believing the world is still kind, still predictable, still safe. That was the cruelty of it. The way the light shone so honestly while everything beneath it was already rotting. Looking back, I know the truth now. That was the day everything truly went downhill. And whether I meant to or not, whether I could have stopped it or not, some part of it will always be mine to carry.
