Prologue: Brianna
Happy endings are stories that have yet to finish. You can fool yourself into believing that the heavenly bliss that you're in will last, but it only makes the fall all the more hard. It's like a high, the rush, a fast addiction that leaves you craving for more. It makes any other ordinary day just not worth it, not worth living with the absence of you high. I learned this the hard way, now I'm paying for my addiction, alongside everyone else.
You see, I'm not addicted to drugs, just love. It's so easily to fall into love, it's effortless, you don't even realise that it's happening until it's too late, until your too deep. Falling in love is not the hard part; it's when you hit the ground, with nothing to break your fall that is the problem. You don't see it coming, until your lying face-first on the ground, broken and beaten, unable to get back up again.
I've made a lot of mistakes, a lot of hard choices, but even now, I can't regret what I have done, because that would mean regretting Jace Anderson.