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ARAYAH.

As I woke up to the pale morning light filtering through my window, a heavy cloud of regret settled upon me like a suffocating shroud. The events of the previous night replayed in my mind like a haunting melody, each note resonating with a pang of remorse.

I sat up in bed, my thoughts a tumultuous whirlwind of confusion and self-doubt. Why had I ventured into Meredith's room, hoping for understanding and reconciliation? The result was anything but, as her harsh words and swift dismissal had cut me deeply.

Regret washed over me like a tidal wave, its relentless force crashing against the shores of my conscience. I had foolishly believed that I could bridge the gap between us, that somehow reason and empathy would prevail. Instead, I was met with rejection and hostility, leaving me wounded and disheartened.

The weight of my mistake pressed upon my shoulders, burdening me with the knowledge that my actions had only fueled the flames of animosity between us. I questioned my judgme