Prologue

I believe that everything happens for a reason; no matter how stupid, or inconsiderate the reason is. Not everything is some fairy tale. Everything fades. Love, money, hell, even you fade at some point in time. People write happy endings to books to give hope to the reader, that possibly someday that will happen to you. I used to think the same, it's just a created reality, of some sort that us as humans imagine ourselves in. But after everything we went through, I didn't imagine it to turn out like it did.