Perhaps It Was Her Fate.

“You love me, or so you say, right?” During the last moments of their date, Amara who was enjoying the flavorful wine and the warmth the fireplace that had been prepared last minute by the waiters, was radiating, had glanced up at Tobias, and asked a question. The answer was clear, evident in the way he had been looking at her. And as he smiled and nodded his head, she had smiled too, and asked another question. “Up till the point that you’ll be willing to die for me?” Tobias, not knowing what had caused this question, had answered in a heartbeat. “Yes, of course. But, why do you ask? Are you going to give me a chance?” He leaned forward the curiosity and expectancy clear in his eyes. Amara simply chuckled and looked away, taking a sip from her drink as she watched the fire burn the woods, her mind processing several things. However, out of everything that was coursing through her mind, the one prominent thought in her mind, was the fact that her feelings were growing stronger and that