She knew she had done the wrong thing, said the wrong words, but it was too late now. Such an opportunity would never come her way again. It was gone. She had missed her chance.
Her mistake lingered, tormenting her, driving her to return to the woods day after day. In the dark of the forest, she screamed at the top of her voice.
‘I’m sorry! Please forgive me!’
She wanted to explain but there was no one there to listen or care.
She was alone now. The Spirits of the Forest were silent. The Fae had departed.
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Sammi Cox 
Oo, you convey such desperate longing to turn back the clock, take back something she did, and how horrible it is to deal with such a loss when she feels responsible for it.
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Thank you so much for commenting. 🙂 It’s always good to hear that the emotion of the story comes across, even if the tone of the piece is quite sad. I was pondering writing a second part just to give her a happy ending…
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I would be happy to read an epilogue where things work out better for her!
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