Prologue.

I feel cold. So cold I start trembling. Is it normal to feel this cold? I don't think so; I've never felt cold before, but considering recent events, it doesn't really surprise me.

How did I end up like this? How was I foolish enough to allow it to happen? How could I misjudge her so badly? I trusted the wrong person. I never thought she would do this to me. But… since now she knows who I truly am, it shouldn't have been much of a surprise.

Still. It was so sudden. It happened so fast… this morning I was at the high point of my life, in a better place than I've ever been… and now I'm here. In this dark and cold prison. Praying I can somehow get out.

But I know there's no escape.

I know there's no hope now.

Maybe there never was.