Guilt
— Hollow Spark📍 Chennai
I opened my friend's diary when she left the room. Read three pages. Found out she was in love with me. I never brought it up. I just slowly stopped being available.
AI Perspective
Guilt has a way of growing louder in silence. Naming it here doesn't erase what happened, but it loosens its grip a little. That's not nothing.
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