"No, this cant be happening." An old, frail lady ran her hands through her grease filled hair, pacing around the small cottage she lived in.
She raced over to a large pot in the center of the room, gazing deep into the water for the tenth time that night.
"Well I'll be.." the lady laughed, "after all these years, she finally showed up."
The lady waved her hand over the water and walked to the chair just a few feet away, sitting down with a grunt.
"His soulmate is beautiful." She smiled, fixing her glasses.
"It almost makes me feel guilty for what I'm about to do."
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Fanfiction𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦. ☻ ☹ ☻ ☹ ☻ ☹ ☻ legend has it that the beautiful statue in the center of the town is actually a boy who was turned to stone, and destined to stay stone until his soulmate touches him afte...
