The Day My Life Ended (Editing)

Chapter Thirteen (Revised)

My bedroom was usually a great place to relax. One day, though, I planned to tear out the blinds to replace them with a basic curtain. Because every single morning, the blinds shined the sun into my eyes. It never failed to wake me up.

Ah, if only I could set the sun on fire...then it would stop...

Throwing off the blankets, I climbed out of bed. The sun usually shined through at the time I had to wake up anyway. That didn't make me any happier. With how stressful the past few days had been, my sleep hadn't been restful.

There was still so much work to do, sleeping hadn't offered any insight. Everything was still as tense as it had been the night before. The Princesses were still suspicious of me, my friends all knew I was a liar and traitor, and my parents had definitely found out. The lack of Luna in my dreams convinced me of it.

Some might say I'm pessimistic about my options. I say can you prove me wrong? Can you objectively look at my life as it is now, then say I'm better off? That I'll be happier without lying to all the people I thought I could trust? It's not making me feel better. I'm even more scared now than yesterday that my life is going to fall apart.

My friends hated me.

My family is going to hate me.

If it gets worse, I'll lose Lilac.

So I braced myself. I steeled my features for the day ahead. If it was going to try to break me down, then I needed to be better than it. Nobody- or nopony- had ever fought me over Lilac. They could try. That's as far as they would get.

But first, I had to go wake the child up.

==DMLE==

Lilac was half awake by the time I went to her room. She hadn't snuck over to sleep in my room during the night, much to my surprise. She had been doing that on and off for months. It hurt to see that she was the first today to drift off from me.

"Morning, Mommy!" Lilac rubbed sleep from her eyes.

My smile to her was sincere, and relieved. The same sort of smile seen in every Disney mother. I loved my child, and to think that she had was doubting me hurt. "Muffins for breakfast?"

"Yes please!" Lilac hopped behind me as we went downstairs to the kitchen.

Lucky me she wanted that every morning. Though everything else was changing, Lilac's tastes had not. She still loved banana nut muffins with rubies on top.

It was hard to believe sometimes that I hadn't raised her, that she existed as a drawing before coming here. Being a mother was just something I never thought was possible until Lilac.

She was happily eating a muffin while I put together my saddlebag. There would probably be a lot on my schedule today that I would need to be ready to handle.

"Whatcha doin', Mommy?" Lilac asked, her mouth full. She crunched a ruby between her teeth.

"Packing for the day." I explained. "There's a lot to do, and Celestia only gives me so much light to do it."

"Is it big stuff? Like...like with the Princesses?" Lilac asked.

"Probably." I answered. "I have to get ready to bring back everypony from...well from-"

"-where you came from?" Lilac asked. I said nothing. "Like where we lived before Ponyville? They're gone to there?"

Though I had often been called heartless and cruel, I would not tell my daughter that she never existed outside of Ponyville. She only started existing the moment I first arrived in Ponyville.