"I'm Sorry."
She had written in her clumsy cursive on a white piece of paper, which she had placed on the bathroom sink.
Was she really sorry?
After all, it was her choice to swallow each pill until the bottle laid empty on the floor.
Or was she sorry because she knew I would be the one to find her?
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Short StoryWhat if, she asked? What would have happened if she had only stayed?
