Anja
I couldn’t put my finger on what was wrong when Liam first walked into the room. He seemed perfectly fine, tall, handsome, built like Orrin, and had a smile that would melt any woman’s panties.
However, something was nagging at me, something off about him. I didn’t get any ill feelings from Liam; it was just a whole heap of hidden sadness. The man was keeping something big from Larentia, which drove me crazy trying to work it out. Then the voice was back, and I spaced out while Orrin and Liam spoke.
‘There are many things in this world one cannot explain,’ The voice told me. ‘Phenomenon’s, some would say.’
‘What are you talking about this time?’ I snapped.
‘The man in front of you, you feel something is not quite right?’
‘So?’
‘I feel this man made a deal with Fate.’
‘Fate? No
