No, of course it's not a coincidence. I know that for whatever reason, the fact that it's happening this way means it was meant to happen this way, but...

[ His heart seizes and clutches in his ribs. How does he begin to explain? For as well as Venat knows him, there's a horrible rot in his soul that he's yet to voice around her – and not for any lack of trust. Simply for a fear of driving her away.

His hand pulses hers in a squeeze once, twice. ]

It's complicated. I don't do well with being forgotten.