"It's not fate. It's him."
Jace
For three months, I searched her out.
For him.
Everything I have done before meeting her has been for him.
Everything I have done after is for her.
Perhaps it is all Fate’s plan.
Whatever it is, I can’t let her go.
I don’t know how.
Evelyn
There’s no such thing as fate. Or coincidence.
My meeting Jace isn’t a coincidence, nor is it at fate’s hand.
It was him.
I became defenseless in his eyes. I became someone I hadn’t been in six long years, someone I was happy to be once more.
I showed him all of my soft parts, thinking he was strong enough to protect it—protect me from the world.
Am I wrong?