❝ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞. ❞ . . . Destiny's entire existence was a carefully curated performance under test tubes. She was a masterpiece to everyone except herself. Then she crosses paths with 𝘩𝘦𝘳: the living embodiment of everything Destiny has ever burned for: 𝘼 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙚. 𝘼 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙫𝙚. 𝘼 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺,𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘩?