“All bonds?” I clarified as the visions of her dying pressed in on me again, warning me that time was running out for her, that I had to make this choice fast. “A fresh start,” the voice confirmed. “Every bond placed upon the two of you by the stars wiped away.” “But all I get is a year?” My heart was thrashing desperately now, adrenaline begging me to do something to save myself, but this wasn’t an enemy I could fight. It was destiny in the making. “A year to live the life you yearn for. A year to find out if you really are the man you wish to be.”
one year together... one chance to be loved only 365 days? i dont know...
