It had been a few days since your father, the Fallen Star, made you twist Julian's feelings for you from love to hatred.

You had become an all powerful Fate, and he resented you, although he never really understood why it hurt to do so.

He sat on the sand, by the shore you two had first dropped on when his boat had sunk and you had been forced to swim with you to safety. But of course, he didn't remember any of that. He only remembered how much he hated you.

"Why are you still here?" He scoffed, throwing a seashell in the ocean.

He didn't understand why you kept visiting him everyday, or why you felt guilty. He just wanted to get away from you. You had betrayed him, manipulated his feelings when he had begged you not to.