Aurora

Tears flooded my eyes, rolling down my soft cheeks as I bit my dried trembling lips, refusing to draw attention to myself.

My shaky hands covered my mouth and I swallowed a bile forming in my throat.

Guilt clawed its way to my heart, ripping it apart and pointing accusing fingers at me.

I sobbed quietly with my hands clasped to my mouth as I lay on the floor, drowning in self-hatred.

Embalmed in the feeling of disgust, I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. I couldn't bear the horrible face that would stare back at me.

Yes, I was horrible!

I almost killed the King because...