My heart is on fire...
They told me Mikael died when the house came down on us but I still feel him out there somewhere. When I start seeing him everywhere, I know he is still alive, even if no one believes me.
A Broken Prophecy.
I never wanted to be the chosen one in some prophecy and somehow, refusing to choose just one lover sent the whole thing up in flames. No one quite knows what that means for the fate of the world except that it still rests on my shoulders. No pressure...
What's one more sin when my heart is already on fire?