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“Why did you do this?” Twilight Sparkle manages to say between sobs.
“William, why did you kill those poor, innocent children?” twilight falls to the ground with a deafening thump with tears falling down her face in huge lumps.
“Twilight, honey…I didn’t do anything. It’s not what it looks like.” William kneels down and pets Twilight on her wing.
“I-I love you, and I would never do such…horrible things.” Twilight jolts up with such anger that every single person in the neighborhood could feel the heat seething from her body.
“I don’t know what sick game you are playing but I want no part in it. I saw the bodies you hid in the saferoom. I saw the broken robots filled with broken children. You are a monster. We are over.”
Twilight picked up her bag that she had packed a few hours previously, and she drove away. She is done crying. She is done staying. She is done living in the same house as a murderer. Twilight had a gut wrenching feeling in her stomach for years now. On the night before the wedding, she had a horrible nightmare about the back of that saferoom. She saw blood and guts and darkness…how could somebody be so wretched? How could somebody like that lead a normal life? How could somebody like that be a respected member of the community? Most importantly, how could she ever love such a terrible person? These questions swam around in Twilight’s head as she realized something…The children will never be free. As the thought occurs to her, she slows the car…I must go back. I must get revenge…for them…for…me.