Prologue

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Exactly one hundred and four years into the future where everything is dominated by technology; inventor Charles Holder had discovered his most brilliant idea yet.

A soulmate clock.

A small device hooked up to the veins on your wrist that counts down from the days to the hours to the minutes and to the seconds, the day you meet your soulmate, the moment you turn ten years old.

Its a flawless idea, really.

Basically all you have to do is wait until your soulmate shows up and falls lovingly into your awaiting arms.

Amazing right?

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It's her turn. After seven years of impatient anticipation she finally gets to meet the one who's supposedly connected to her.

Heart strings to heart strings.

Angela Mercedez has been awaiting her prince charming since the day she saw her first fairy tale.

The time on her soulmate clock is slowly decreasing and she knows she'll meet them soon..

What she didn't know was that her soulmate was the one human being out of six billion and counting that she utterly despised, was destined to be her life long partner.

Chance Holiday.

He's not exactly the typical, rich bad boy with ridiculously amazing eyes.

Nope.

He's the typical, rich bad boy with ridiculously amazing, smoldering brown eyes.

None of them are exactly thrilled to be all matched up with the other, so they do the only logical thing they could think of:

They go to visit the inventor himself.

The two set off on a trip through a world of unfamiliar things with not even a proper map to guide them through the madness.

Angela believes that the inventor could possibly fix the mistake that is their fate but Chance doesn't give a crap. He just wants chez it's...

It's not like their supposed to be tied forever or anything...

Right?

(A/N)

Heyyyy people of the world!

So I've got this new book idea so umm, yea and stuff...

*awkward silence*

Just gonna go um, feed the cat...

Bye...

*tiptoes away creepily*

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