Bound by Fire and Fate

the distant hum of the city. My hands were shaking, my legs unsteady, but I kept moving. I had no choice.I was free.But I had never felt more lost.Darkness clung to the narrow street,

His presence was magnetic, intense-so much so that the air around him felt heavier, charged with something I couldn't name. I had never seen him before, and yet, something about him felt... familiar. As if he belonged to a life I had forgotten.I sucked in a breath and stepped back. "I-I'm sorry."He didn't let go.His gaze swept over me, taking in my disheveled appearance-the tangled hair, the jacket slipping off one shoulder, the panic I hadn't managed to mask. His fingers flexed slightly, not tightening, not restraining, just steadying, as if sensing I might bolt at any second."You look like you're running from something." His voice was low, knowing, but not accusing.I forced a shaky smile, my mind scrambling for an answer that wouldn't betray me. "And you look like someone who asks too many que