The streets had been buzzing regarding the plot twist that was dropped at the first set of weddings. Rhea would be lying if she said it didnât thrill her yet now she had a growing weight in her stomach. She aged slowly, yes, but one day she would die. To think if her match was immortal or even worse.. human.
Rhea took a deep breath has she put one foot in front of the other, taking her time walking down the cobbled streets of Rome. She slid her sunglasses back into her hair and shoved her hands into her pockets, taking a second to take her surroundings in. This was it.Â
âDo you mind?â Rhea snapped as a body shoulder checked her. It wasnât like she had been in the way and there were plenty of space to go around. âShit happens and you all just donât care anymore.â Rhea huffed under her breath, bending to pick up the sunglasses that slipped off her head. âDammit..â She growled, examining the large crack that made itself prominent in the middle of her lenses.Â

















