He was not her once-in-a-hundred-lifetimes, and she was not his. Not anymore. A bottomless sorrow enveloped her, the edges folding in on themselves, and Raegan felt something deep inside her fracture. She had managed to lose a grand and beautiful impossibility—a love that haunted her from one life to the next, echoing across space and time. Her throat closed off, and she dropped her head into her hands, fingers digging into her scalp. Emptiness lurched from the corners of the room. Her vision blurred.
What the fuck…
