I was once a happy man. I lived way up north, in a small village called Frozen Springs.
Frozen Springs was a beautiful town built near a hot spring in a place that was winter all year round.
My wife, Samantha, and I met when I first became a doctor and traveled to my new home. She was one of the applicants to be my nurse. She didn't quite get the job, which is a great thing: she was the best teacher the town had.
Our marriage was a big event with even people from nearby villages coming to enjoy the party.
After a couple of years, we had our first daughter, Annabelle. She was a sweet thing. She was absolutely sure she was some kind of royalty and got frustrated when others wouldn't listen.
A few years later, my wife and I had another daughter. Little Ellie... she was such a sweetheart. We all lived in a nice big, beautiful house. I wish I had spent more time there.
I was a doctor then, with my own practice. It was the only one for miles. I was rich, successful. I was happy.