I Don't Believe In Fate

Kari

The fire station was massive, and beautiful. It had been refurbished a few years back and the men in the station obviously took great pride in it by the upkeep being done on it. Kari walked in and called out, the place open, but seemingly empty. She walked down the halls, the various pieces of equipment used in the good old days hanging on the walls as a monument to how far they had come. She stopped by a small office, the pictures on the walls catching her attention.

Jake.

Walking in, she turned on the light behind her, the room holding only a desk and a filing cabinet. The wall above his desk had picture after picture of Jake and Bethany, their arms around each other and laughter on their faces. She reached up and picked one from the wall that made her blood run cold.

Jake's strong arms were tightly wrapped around the girl, pulling her as close as he probably could. The look on his face was one of desire, love, and commitment to only her. Kari had been a fool. No one got over a