Their paths were meant to cross but not to sync eternally.
She shouldn't have spared him a second glance when their eyes met across the room, but she did
He should've stayed as far away as possible when there was a chance, but he didn't.
There were warnings, head roads and stop lights. A century-old red brick wall of solid hatred built up in between them-- keeping them apart. They were never written in the stars. They knew they wouldn't stand a chance. They saw the end as they began. They saw the means to their end. They saw it all but their love was greater-- or so they thought.
When it's the only string holding them together will that be enough? Or will this love be the first reason that shall destroy them?