Part 1

When I was a kid, I believed the world made sense. I believed that if you were good, life would be good to you. If you were kind, kindness would return. And if you loved someone purely, they would eventually choose you. That was the logic of every bedtime story I had ever heard. The hero struggles, the villain schemes, the girl is confused for a while, and in the end goodness wins. It always wins. That is what I believed before I understood how complicated people truly are.