Written in the Stars

Sometimes, it was hard to believe in happy endings and fairy tales and pixie dust. The world was harsh and impossible and cruel. People died, people left. Sometimes, it was hard to be happy, to have hope, to believe.
She had nearly given up on a happy ending, on that belief so many times. But some part of her, some hopeful, stubborn part of her, always believed. Always hoped she'd find her happy ending.