*Grace POV*
"Only for a moment, Grace. If I can't deter my anger, I will have to leave before something drastic happens," Roman stated. I told him I understood, and I began to tell him my theory.
"Roman, can I ask you something, and I need you to think before you speak? I have a theory about this prophecy," I asked. He gave me a curt nod, and I proceeded.
"Is this prophecy you grew up hearing about written down somewhere, or was it just something told you by your uncle? I have a feeling in my gut, that it's not a valid prophecy and was used as a scare tactic for you to obtain me or one of my family members as a mate, since your uncle couldn't get to my grandmother. As much as I would like to say I'm sorry for invading your privacy, I'm not. I read your journal, Roman. The things you wro
