I know exactly what should happen.
How this should end.
I could recite the lines from off the top of my head.

A fairy tale.
Happily Ever After.
Right?

Right.

That's how it's supposed to end.
The hero triumphs, evil is defeated, the knight and princess fall in love and end up together. Etc. Etc.
Things all work out.

And the young naive part of me believes that that might just happen.

But in my heart?

I know that's never going to happen.

Life is no fairy tale.

It's a horror story.