What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?

Though she hated to stop kissing, Luce held Daniel's warm face in her hands. She gazed into his violet eyes, trying to draw strength. "I'm sorry," she said. "For running off like I did." "Don't be," he said,slowly and with absolute sincerity. "You had to go. It was preordained; it had to happen." He smiled again. "We did what we needed to do,Lucinda." A jet of warmth shot through her,making her dizzy. "I was starting to think I'd never see you again." "How many times have I told you that I will always find you?

The good news is" he paused, carefully choosing his words, "I kissed you, and you're still here.

I’ll love you with all my heart, in every life, through every death. I will not be bound by anything but my love for you.

Love is the only thing worth fighting for.

Love was a dance floor where everyone you loved left a mark behind.

And while Luce dreamed below of the most glorious wings unfurling-the likes of which she'd never seen before-two angels in the rafters shook hands.