NaNoWriMo Day 22

I'm still mourning my decision. I keep telling myself that I can change events, dang it, I'm the author, after all!
But then the story responds by saying, "Let it be. I have more important things to say if you let it be."

But it broke my heart. And it still hurts.

"That's what makes me a good story. Just trust me."

Then I look at my word count for this day and I see it was more than 1,800 words. So I decide to trust it.

This might be The One.