"You are living the God of Love's gift to you. You knew each other since birth, correct?" The fortune-teller smiled as soon as we entered in her little cabin. We haven't said anything yet, but she already knew something about us. Marco's lips formed an 'O'.
Marco pulled a chair for me, and his eyes scrutinize the place before he took a seat beside me. The fortune-teller in front of us looks young. I bet she's in her early 30's.
"This is your 8th and last life. You have suffered enough in the past. Do you want me to be specific?" My forehead furrowed. I thought she was just a fortune-teller, but her aura tells she's more than that. How can a person read someone's past?
"P-please go ahead," Marco replied.
"You..." She pointed at Marco. "ended up with different people in your past lives.
