a/n: I wrote this story quite a while ago and kind of forgot about it. I found it again so I cleaned it up and posted it. I hope y'all like it. It has a lot of Katherine, so it's a little different than my normal stuff.

Prologue

Eighteen thousand year old soul
Midwest shooting star

Whoever said psychics are full of it were dead on. I realize this halfway through my very first psychic reading in San Diego. I was wearing my class ring on my ring finger because that is the finger it fits on and I noticed that she glanced at it.

"I see a dark force trying to break you and your husband apart."

"I'm not married," I said with a smirk and I noticed her eye darting to my finger again.

"I'm sorry, this is from the future. Are you and your fiance planning to get married within the year?"

I stifled a laugh and looked into the eyes on the dark haired, olive skinned woman in front of me. She was pursing her lips as she waited for me to answer, "I'm not engaged."

She looked at my palm and furrowed her eyebrows, she traced the lines on my palm again and asked to switch hands.

When saw my left hand her mouth dropped a bit. "How strange," she murmured. "I have never seen such a difference in someone's palms."

I wanted to get up and walk out so badly but I stayed.

"Your lifeline splits. This tells me that you could have had two lives."

I rubbed my lips together and looked at her expectantly, waiting. "Everyone is faced with a million decisions every day that could have changed their life," she explained and I can't help but agree with her.

"The difference here is that you made a decision, very recently, it seems... that altered your destiny so profoundly that your palm is telling me both lives. Your current and your former." She looked at me with wide eyes and a half smile. "Let me do a card reading?" she almost begged.

I scoffed and went to grab my purse. "I'm not going to pay fo-"

"I'll do it for free!" she said insistently. A large, creepy grin overtaking her face.

I tilted my head in interest of her offer and slowly set my purse back down. "I guess I can't argue with free."

She dropped my hand and went straight for the cards like she had just won some sort of prize. I lifted my eyebrow at her in surprise. Was she really this excited to do a tarot card reading?

She must be new.