She shook her head, her eyes darting around in a frantic search for the right words. It was as if she was struggling to convey her thoughts. Suddenly, her eyelids snapped shut, and she took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. Then, in an instant, her eyes opened wide, focusing intently on me.
"I know how absurd my words may sound," she began, her voice filled with a mix of desperation and determination. "But you have to understand, I have used my gift for a long time. I have always been able to accurately read a person's future or at least catch a glimpse of it. That's how my gift is supposed to work, until I met you. A boy without a future, as dark and lifeless as an inanimate object."
