"What about you?" he whispered. I sighed before turning to face Andre.
"Do you believe in destiny?" he asked. It was such an easy question. One that everyone knew the answer too.
"Honestly, I believe that we were meant to meet again. But that's fate. If you make me yours again, I'll believe in be destiny," I answered.
"And if I do?" he asked.
I softly smiled. His voice was laced was hope. I wanted to softly chuckle. Truth be told, I was already his. But, he wasn't mine. He was Tasha's.
"Then, I'll believe we are truly meant for each other and that no matter what, we will always find each other. Because destiny wouldn't have it any other way," I said.
I looked him in the eyes. I knew for a fact mine were filled with pain. His, they were covered in love.
"I- I love you,
