Bruh, idek. You know when you make a choice, but then awhile after you think about the choice you made, and the aftermath of your choice, and you're just like '...would this same thing have happened if I decided to do something else? That o t h e r thing?'

There's always a choice to everything. That's just it. There is always a choice for everything.

Make the right choice.

-K.o

Postscript.

For those of you who've read my other story 'Red String' this takes off from the chapter 'Sadness Comes With a Question.'