BLADE

The evening passed with Lyra and me in the cabin, reminiscing about our past. We didn’t even notice the time slipping away. I still couldn’t fathom the fact that all of this had happened to us—that there was a whole history behind it. We had almost faced death and come back. That must mean something. Otherwise, destiny wouldn’t have played its part in bringing us together again.

But if the universe itself wants us apart—if Lyra’s memories are proof of that—then why are ...