Something Like Fate

by Amy Lea

The generations are filled with butterfly-inducing, squeal-into-your-pillow, swoon-worthy love stories that could make even the mushiest romantics skeptical enough to question their authenticity.

“Teller, you’re anything but boring. Your favorite song is ‘Monster Mash,’ for god’s sake.”

“Teller Owens, lover of ponies.”

“Do you think it can be? Over the top the whole time?” I ask hopefully. His gaze lifts to mine. “Yeah, I do.” “I want that kind of love.” “That’s the kind of love you deserve.”

“If there’s any reason to travel around in a foreign country, it’s to be with the love of your life.”

Maybe epic love is when there’s no one else in the world you’d rather have a million mundane Tuesdays with.