Fated to love you
she added in bitterness, and I stared at her in disbelief.
"What?" I exclaimed, narrowing my eyes at her. How could she call me that?
"I've been with you almost all your life. Been your best friend for fifteen years and during that period, your lover for four years, four good years! and you're going to throw that away for a prophesied marriage?!" She demanded, aggressively.
"Listen to me, Natasha," I said calmly, trying my best not to get angry at her. "Yes, we've been together for fifteen years as best of friends and one time as lovers but the woman out there is my mate," I explained, bursting her bubble.
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