Every fairytale starts out the same... There's heartbreak, followed by a period of self-loathing, and then when you're about to give up-bam, the hero steps in and saves the day... Happily ever after, the end. That's how it's supposed to go But life doesn't always work out that way What if the one who saves you ends up hurting you the most? What if the hero turned out to be the villain? ...and what if you loved him anyway?