“Have you ever heard of twin flames?” he asked.
I raised my eyebrows, surprised by the change of subject. “I think I might have read it on a horoscope website or something.”
His lips twitched into half a smile. “Some people believe a twin flame is a soul split into two bodies. These people will be so closely tied they always find each other.”
“Like soul mates?” I asked.
He shook his head. “Soul mates are people who agree to meet in this lifetime, if you believe that. But it’s thought that twin flames are kind of mirror souls. They show each other what’s good about the other, but also what they have to work on.”
My breath caught as I listed to his words, deeper than we’d really gone since I’d moved back home.
“And author shave talked about twin flames in stories. You know, Emily Bronte said, ‘He’s more myself than I am. Whatever souls are made of, his and mine are the same.’”
I searched his eyes wondering what that meant about us, a relationship that had hurt me to the core, but I still couldn’t manage to stay away.
“Sometimes I wonder if that’s what we are. If you showed me what I was missing so I could get better. And I hate that mistake I made, but I know I’ve become a better man because of the lesson it forced me to learn.”
―
Kelsie Hoss,
Hello Heartbreaker
