Our gazes collided like sparks in the air. Our relationship had turned to ashes, but the fire between us was still there, burning up space and oxygen until we were the only people left. My blood roared at the sweet relief of seeing her again. She asked me to leave her alone, and I had. Us showing up at the same bar on the same night would’ve been a coincidence, but nothing was a coincidence when it came to her. It was fate.
