Sarah’s life would have an unhappy ending. Her narrative would end in tears, that’s just how it’s going to be. And from early on she made sure of it, she was committed to having no surprise reveal. Whenever someone tried to pull her off course, she made sure to get back in her own way.
Then she met Jack; they started a band, built a following and an enviable life which had Sarah worried. But soon it was clear she had no need to fret — she picked an ego as destructively large as her own — Jack had the same prophecy to fulfil and they dove head first into each other.
On and off stage they revelled in their painful wars, danced in the battle dust and marvelled at the bleeding wounds they left on each other. It was a thing to behold; they defied the odds; most tales had a good, a bad, — in their tale they both got branded villain. They monstered at each other till there was nothing and no one left.
Their story isn’t over yet, but they won’t disappoint, they’ll give us what they promised and at the end, expect our heads bowed in sad empathy.