“But, how could I do that? It was in the book, in the “meant-to-be” pictures. I couldn’t change his destiny. Not without anyone noticing it, that was for sure. They would surely figure it out when he didn’t die and didn’t get on the boat. So what was I supposed to do? Just lie on my bed and wait for him to come here? Just pretend I didn’t know? I looked at the date when he was supposed to die. It was only three months.”
