It really is just another day. When I try to think of the bombday, I dont know which one to think of, the day I finally realised something was wrong, the day I felt alone in our M, the day I started suspecting him cheating, the day he said I was the worst mistake of his life, the day he moved out, or the day I found out the truth? I mean, the day of the bomb is really just one of the days when we faced the truth about our Rs/Ms. K
