Prometheus Alexander Constantine

The Echoes of a Fading Spark

Months have passed since my last heartfelt confession, and I'm amazed at my heart for its resiliency. Despite the pain of rejection, it has found the strength to heal and move forward. But I have never thought it would open once again, completely defying my core promise. I could have sworn never to fall in love again, especially within the same batch and degree program. But, to my surprise, someone crossed the boundaries and entered my heart. As far as I remember, it was a rather hurtful yet memorable experience.