Once Rarity was back on the hallway was the head turned over towards to the door of the bedroom of her parents. There was a thing she needed to give them, one that would probably break their hearts even more but also gave them a lot more information about herself, her true self. But the worst of all was that Rarity knew it would hurt them ever so much. "Better a hurtful truth, then a wonderful lie," she whispered she opened the door.