- Last Year -
My tattoo appeared late. Not on a different day, just a different hour. Mom couldn't remember if it was nine in the morning or nine at night.
It was at night.
It was a smudge, but it was something. That meant I had a soulmate.
There actually was someone out there who'd be interested in dating me?
That was unbelievable.
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Seeing in Color
FanfictionNot everyone has a soul mate. If you do, though, a black and white mark representing something special to your soulmate appears on your arm when you turn fourteen years old. At first, it is a smudge, but over time it gains detail. Only when you mee...
