"Are you okay, my child?". The moon goddess wiped away the tears that escaped from my eyes and caressed my face. Her hand was cold and gentle.
"How can I be okay? Because of me, Anastasia died". I answered her with blood - shot eyes.
"Anastasia was meant to die from the very beginning. You don't have to feel guilty about that, Clara. You alone are meant to be the two chosen children of the moon goddess in the prophecy".
I pushed her hand away from my face. "But at what cost?! If I was meant to become the child of light and destruction, why didn't both destinies just come to me directly?! Why did they have to involve an innocent child like Anastasia?! Huh?!".
"That is fate, Clara. That is how the universe wants it to be. You can't change that. Come to think of it, if that part of your soul had not taken over Anastasia's body, you could have died for real in that car crash along with your previous body".
