And... that's all she wrote.
The best stories always have a dynamite opening line. Many try too hard for a similarly neat, concise end. That's not really my thing. The best stories often never reach closure, or there's no way to write it in without forcing it. Why bother if that's the case? Does closure reflect real life? Hardly.
Happily ever after is for children. Sometimes the sooner you say fuck it and say fuck you, the sooner you can move on and it all ends up somewhere back in the fog of memory where you can no longer quite suss out what really happened or what was just in your head. We write these little fictions; we decide how things are and how things will be and what not. We write and write and write.
It's not like real life is on paper, or even film.
No digital archive.