Prologue: Two Lone Children

Prologue:
Two Lone Children

 

IT WAS JUST COINCIDENCE, at first. We probably weren’t fated for each other. The end came suddenly, and I understood. After all, you and I were one. I knew it. I just pretended not to.

That night, I wished there would be no more endings or beginnings. If you and I could just melt into one, then we wouldn’t even need to hold hands. But time marched on, and our moment ended. The world kept breathing, as if it didn’t care where we were.

Still, without an end or a beginning, you and I would never have met. The warmth of our connection—something less certain than fate—would never have existed.