“Let that shit go, baby. There’s no one else here but me. I got you. Where am I standing?” The reminder that I had her back broke the dam free. The tears she’d held back at Joren and Jada’s now rushed down her supple cheeks. “I never should have come here.” She sobbed. My chest felt like it had caved in. “Yes, you should have. Do you know why?” She shook her head. “Because you weren’t meant to find them, Dream. You were meant to find me.” Atlas’s tortured gaze met mine in the mirror. “What if we were fated, Owen, but not meant to be?”
