Miguel O’Hara

Everyone in this world has a heart, one that holds all the love for someone to feel and give. It's very fragile and can be known to break. Sometimes people lock their hearts away, other people sell it, either willingly or not, and some hold theirs very close in waiting for the right person to give it too. However, when a heart breaks, the person cannot feel love again. Miguel looked down at his broken heart and took a deep breath before looking up at the door. ‘Heartsmith’ it read in silver cursive. Heartsmithing was a rare trade to find, mostly because of its complicated craft. The Heartsmiths were special, only the wealthier families could pay for repairs or replacements, but Miguel couldn’t take any chances, his wedding was in a few weeks, and he needed to fix his heart so he could love again. But could he muster the courage? Miguel stared up at the door. His hand hovered over the doorknob before he closed his eyes tight and turned it. He took a deep breath before pushing open the door and stepping inside. It took him a moment to work up the courage to speak.

“I’m here to see the Heartsmith. I need a repair.”