4. What was the worst day of their life? Did it ruin them, or did they pick themselves back up and dust themselves off?
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To ask her to pick just one day to rank as the worst was a near impossible task. Most of her early life had been marred and tainted-her happiness stripped away due to jealousy, hatred, and cruelty that she hoped no one else would ever have to go through.
But she had survived-and, for a while, she was happy. [She had fallen in love with a prince and had received the happily ever after that she so desperately had longed for.
Except the ‘ever after’ part didn’t last.]
It had all begun with her sister’s arrival-her sister that she hadn’t seen since they were children. (They had been near inseparable as girls, doing everything together. She had often thought of her sister throughout the cold, lonely nights when she lay on the floor, unable to sleep.) She had initially been eager to see her sister-to be reunited with her after so long.
But the Rose she knew had changed. There was a vengeance in her eyes and the princess never quite understood why-she supposed she never would understand why. Her words were charged with with poison and she took every chance she could to embarrass the princess.
(It was painful. It was upsetting and the princess grew agitated-she wanted her sister back. The sister she knew as children who would stay up with her until the middle of the night, making up fantastical stories of what was lurking out there in the woods. She wanted the sister of her childhood back.)
She wanted her childhood back.
She ignored all the warning signs-the way the prince-her prince-would catch glances across the dinner table with her sister. The sly smiles they would give each other or the way the slight touch of a hand seemed to linger for just a little too long. She wanted to desperately believe in true love. To desperately believe that her sister would never try to destroy the small shred of happiness that she had finally attained.
She could only pretend not to notice-and when she found her sister in her bed with her husband, that was when she knew that all of her fears had become reality.
[Perhaps that day wasn’t the worst day in her life-but it stung every time she thought about it. She remembered the week following the ‘incident’ so clearly. She immediately demanded a divorce, too distraught and hurt to hear the prince’s apologies. But her sister never apologized.
And that was what hurt most of all.]
( Yes, her husband had broken her heart. He had taken whatever trust she had left to give and shattered it. She had sworn she would never love any man ever again. That she would spend the rest of her life by herself. No one could hurt her if she kept herself closed off. No one could hurt her if she she didn’t trust anyone.
She could learn to be lonely.)
But her sister’s betrayal cut through her like a newly sharpened blade. They had been joined at the hip as girls-she was the only friend she had ever known in childhood. And now she did not even know her.
[And so the princess grew cold of heart. Her reputation across all the land was one of a hurt, scorned woman.
And she didn’t live happily ever after.]
Of course, she knew that those countless animated films and storybooks would never tell that story. [Children had to believe in something.]
She had to believe in something.
Perhaps it was her anger that caused her to brush herself off after a while. To stand up straight and to put one foot in front of the other-
she had always persevered in the face of hardship. It would be no different this time.
(Except the pain truly never could completely fade.)