We are unique. Each and every one of us is different. We look at things differently, think differently, talk differently, listen differently, and most important reason differently. What may be a truth to us, might be the entirely opposite to another. Differing beliefs leads to clashing of egos and this is a scenario played over and over again in the past. How often do we think that we know the truth but realize at the very end that we were just blind to many other possibilities. Most fact ends with an invisible question mark. Some sees it and recognizes its ambiguity while others remain pigeon-holed in their beliefs. The important thing is to accept that not every matter in life is reasoned or understood but felt…

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She sat there alone in her room holding up the single sheet of explanation offered to her. Bette was at first unwilling to delve into his account on the incident but felt she should for her sake and not his…

Bette started skimming through the words. She hovered the letters without caring the details, just taking in his writing. She paid more notice to his stress points, smears, and uneven furry surface marked by wetness. It meant something to him that she understood. That much she acknowledged. Bette took a couple of deep breaths, purposely filling up her lungs until she could take the pressure before relieving herself by exhaling loudly.

She opened her eyes again and it turned misty. The second time reading it, she only manages to catch certain phrases…

“…because she left me…”

 “Tina, don’t do this…”

“…I really miss my baby…”

“I’ll miss you…”

“..I thought- you were her…”

“I just want you to care…”

“..revenge… I followed you…”

“TINA!”

“I know it was so wrong… I was drunk…”

“I’m sorry…”

“..not an excuse…but- I don’t expect you to…”

“I love you… I love you…”

“Just understand that… I’m so deeply sorry.”

“I just hope that you would be able to find it in yourselves to forgive…”

“Please…”

“A picture of…Your family?”

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For days she would lock herself in and explore her things… She was a student to everything Bette’s. She familiarized herself with her clothes, shoes, earrings, lingerie, pictures, letters, post-it notes, organizers, toys, cell phone, computer, friends, and family- Bette’s life in general.