“Fate,” Sofia said simply. “Two threads woven together in one lifetime. See, we were always meant to be together, you and I. My soul found yours.” Her tone was terrifyingly gentle. “We are a tale as old as time Elara. Perhaps older. And you were at home in the darkness once, with me, until your precious Sun came and stole you away,” she spat, her face contorting in anger as she looked at Enzo.
it’s giving delusional
