The Royal Paradox

paradox noun a situation or statement with two or more parts that seem strange or impossible together Meeting him was not fate. It was a collision of coincidences coalescing into a moment none of us anticipated. We are paradoxical. We do not fit. Why? We are men. And we are in love. How strange is that? But Nicholas Hayes is strange. He is a curve in my perfectly symmetrical life, bending everything around him. And he shifts my axis, becomes the rest of my life. But we're both hiding secrets. He knows mine. I don't know his. And that's where this paradox falls apart. That's when it starts making sense. Was it really a coincidence? Or was it always fate?