Our families have been mortal enemies for generations, with blood debts stretching back through the years.
Yet at the clan gathering, he kissed me in front of everyone. His fingertip brushed the blade hidden in my sleeve. "Want revenge? I'll teach you."
Later, he took the poisoned arrow fired by my family for me. As he lay dying, he smiled and asked, "Now... can you love me?"
Trembling, I clutched his hand. Amid the furious glares of both our families, we slit each other's throats.
The instant our blood mingled, two heartbeats suddenly sounded from inside the coffin.
