The happy ending is haunting. The happy ending leaves us with the lingering ghostlike wisps of fictional fulfillment–and beneath that, a longing. The happy ending tugs and pulls at a tantalizing, tormenting, terrifying line of inquiry: What if, beyond knowing that real life isn’t a romance novel, we discover that the daydream is closer to real life than…
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