It’s not a happy ever after—but it might be the beginning of one.
I’m not a good guy. I know this. Everyone else knows it too. I do my best for Kasey, but every else… well, they can fuck off for all I care. I’ve been alone for years, but I’ve got Kasey now and life’s finally starting to look up. We haven’t been together long, but I know what we’ve got is real.
But then a package arrives for me and its content is something I never would’ve expected. It feels like the rug’s been tugged out from under me. It kick-starts the yearly depression cycle, and from there on everything just goes downhill.