Moon Goddess
My eyes met Victoria’s grey ones. She was very nervous about my words. She knew well that my next sentences had the power to define Philip’s feelings and her future with him. I knew that Victoria still didn’t believe he would hold on to their relationship if they weren’t real soulmates.
Her heart still carried the glom of doubts and fear.
I isolated the three of us around an impenetrable veil of light so that my words would only reach their ears and this decisive moment could remain as private as possible.
“Victoria, my dear,” I said, taking her hand in mine, “you and Philip aren’t real soulmates.”
Victoria gasped and I squeezed her hand in reassurance, sending her some peace through my touch and successfully calming her pounding heart.
She was paralysed by anx
