Olivia let out a sigh as she walked to the closet. She picked up her lingerie and began getting dressed, her voice loud enough for Ísis to hear, yet laced with bitterness.

“I spent my whole life dreaming about something… and it simply didn’t happen,” she said, tears sliding down her face. “I think, at some point, reality hits you in the cruelest way and makes you see that fairy tales don’t exist. What exists is the real world and the choices we make.” She adjusted her lingerie, forcing herself