Run Riot

By the time an agathos woman reaches 25, she’s supposed to be one thing, and one thing only:

Bonded.

Every night of her life, I’ve visited my Amazing Grace in her dreams. Every morning, she wakes up with zero recollection of it.

Five years ago, in a moment of hubris, I ruined my life.

I’ve watched from the sidelines as my friends found themselves bound to the same agathos. I’ve stood aside and wondered if she was mine. I’ve watched, I’ve waited, I’ve hurt.

By the time an agathos woman reaches 25, she’s supposed to be one thing, and one thing only:

Bonded.