[ After a long few moments, Della drops her head into her hands and sighs. More than sighs, just...lets all the air out from her lungs, a nice deep purge. ]
That's not changing my regrets, that's...looking my mistake in the face, every day of my life. Even more than I already do. After everything, they still wouldn't have their mother. I still wouldn't know them. They still wouldn't know me. I barely know me.
[ She stares at the ground, forehead on the desk, hands at her temples. ]
You can't just change your past. You can just learn.
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[ After a long few moments, Della drops her head into her hands and sighs. More than sighs, just...lets all the air out from her lungs, a nice deep purge. ]
That's not changing my regrets, that's...looking my mistake in the face, every day of my life. Even more than I already do. After everything, they still wouldn't have their mother. I still wouldn't know them. They still wouldn't know me. I barely know me.
[ She stares at the ground, forehead on the desk, hands at her temples. ]
You can't just change your past. You can just learn.