His heart shattered into a thousand tiny pieces just like his crystals. She would never know the pain she'd inflicted, she would never know the true meaning of the words he uttered at that last encounter – that was her curse. His was an eternity of memories, an eternity of trying to find out where he went wrong; an eternity of longing for Her in vain, because not all fairytales have happy endings… Some of them end in living hell, but those are the ones that are never told, the ones that softly fade away in pain, never to be brought to life, as long as we have Cinderella and Snow White marry their Princes; as long as Beauty changes the Beast… Life is full of too many broken hearts to care for one more – and that's the truth no one wants to hear…