Well then, Claire thought to herself. I've really messed up my destiny. She tucked some hair behind her ear, and then without a word, took the order and made her way over to the customer. She vaguely asked them if they needed anything else, her mind was till on what Bridge had said.
Making their own destiny?
She made her way back to the counter and leaned against it, looking quizzically at Bridge again. "You really believe that?"