"Fated mates, huh…" Emily Bran said in a daze, catching the attention of her best friend seated across her. She was reading an article on her phone while waiting for their orders. Meanwhile, the one opposite to her, Killian Arden, was leaning on his seat, watching passersby outside the diner.
Killian looked at Emily and asked, "What?"
Emily looked up, waving her phone to the guy. "Oh…I was reading this article about fated mates. It sure is interesting."
"What about it?" Killian's interest was piqued. He stopped watching people and focused on his female best friend.
Emily replied, "Hm? Well, it just says that fated mates are rare, only one pair in thousands, or maybe a million. I mean, of course, the ratio would be like that. Imagine walking on Earth with eight billion people. There's no way you can meet 'the one', right? That would be difficult, albeit possible but highly improbable."
Killian nodded in agreement.
