We’re only humans
If you knew how old is this or even how many times I’ve deleted this then rewrote it over and over again, then edited it and asked AI about it, then questioned myself a hundred times or so, you’d laugh. ************** So here she was again. One o'clock in the morning, wide awake and wandering through a memory she had visited more times than she could count. Time had carried away so much, yet somehow it had never managed to take that moment with it. A question lingered there, untouched by the years. "Why not me?" Nine years had passed, and those three words still found their way back to her in the quiet hours. For a long time, she thought it was the question itself that haunted her. But it wasn't. It was the answer she had given. She remembered it clearly—the careful, convenient explanation she had offered in place of the truth. An answer polished enough to be belie...