Dangerous Secrets

They claim all romantic stories end the same. What, then, is a prerequisite for a good romance? Is it an Happily Ever After (H.E.A.) , or should it be a realistic portrayal of the character's talents and passions? In case you wondered, this isn't your typical H.E.A. It doesn’t have any formulaic endings or turnabouts to make a woman think of love and marriage as the pinnacle of happiness. Marriage in this story, like in the reality of some members of society, is not just an idea but also a business arrangement - a final payment/transaction- to seal the deal, a woman's life is transferred from her father's care to the buyer's. As a result, marriage becomes a tool used by society to oppress many people. Has there been a shift in ideology? Have societal notions led us so far astray that we've had to resort to drastic methods to get away? But this is a love story. A utopian setting where dystopia's ills are forgotten. What happens when it eventually comes knocking at those who believed in an H.E.A.? What happens when the rose-colored glasses come off and we're no longer able to coddle the truth? Will we then accept the cards that have been dealt to us? Will we finally understand that love is a sword that must be swung at all times and in all ways? These aren't questions that have ever been asked, and they haven't been challenged either. You see, we’ve always known somewhere deep down that finding the truth was straightforward; resisting to accept the simplicity of facts is what frequently pulls us further away from it. •••••••••••••••••••••••• They say you don't realize how much you have until it's gone.Relationships, friendships, and family Everything could be ruined by the tiniest blunder. He never apologized for his mistakes, never accepted responsibility for his actions, and never begged for forgiveness, which cost me my only friend, and to tell the truth, that hurts a lot more than what he did. When did we get here? What kind of people had we become. I often wonder if he was aware of what he did and the pain he caused. Would we have had a better outcome if I had been more powerful? Along with my father, James made it difficult for me to trust men; nevertheless, Alex was different. Shaking my head, I turned to face the man who had already locked his gaze on me. All good things must come to an end, they say. The truth is that we don't always see that the light at the end of the tunnel is actually a train barreling down on us. The terrible part is that we all require a train wreck in our life in order to change our course.However, the funny thing about change is that it never occurs when you expect it to.