Love; The Eyes of the Beholder

[Peepers]

"What was it that you wanted in the end, Iliane?"

"Mm... I'm not sure. I want to affirm that I lived. That I was alive... That I existed to be more than a replacement."

"What if you couldn't achieve that, then?"

"... I suppose that at least affirming I existed at all, would do."

The last few moments of my life were filled with pain. Just how I asked it to be. I wasn't abandoned, I don't believe. I just wasn't good enough.

I never would have been, not when I was never whole while I lived.

Is it selfish, that I wanted to die like that? To be one with myself once again and be whole, even at the cost of being unable to see Him unsealed?

...

I'm sorry, dear Cinderella. I've failed you. I pray that the man that fulfilled my wish of an agonizing end fulfills the last wish I gave to him.

This is goodbye, and perhaps... It was too foolish of us to believe I was ever a princess in the first place.