can something you were so sure of be a complete lie? Surely some truth remains in the ashes – a hope, a spark. A spark to ignite a fire that can bring ruin? Or, a spark to light the way to freedom? Or, maybe everything was a lie… a delicately conceived plan to bring you to your knees by some stronger power than yourself. A power to rip you open and make you recreate yourself because without it, you would never know who you really are. It’s a dangerous thing – that thing called life. Love. Nothing is uncomplicated in this world.