"Look into my eyes. Again." "Again, Felix. Always." This isn't a story about how two young lovers meet, get to know each other, and how they effortlessly fall in love. We’ve done that…repeatedly. You don't have to worry about the "Will they?" or "Won't they?" We’re soulmates, but don't assume our ending is a happy one. Oh, it ends all right. And it ends. Then, it ends again. No matter how hard I fight to save him, the outcome is permanently the same. Still—if there’s a shot—I have to try. He would. He’d be able to save me if our roles were reversed. I won’t give up until my last breath. I always knew we’d be together for years and years; I just didn’t imagine it would be the same ones... over and over again. If first impressions mean everything, then what happens… the very second time? What happens to forever?This isn't a story about how two young lovers meet, get to know each other, and how they effortlessly fall in love. They didn't expect this either, but fate doesn't come with a warning.