Chapter One

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You know the same old tale...The soulmates with a matching mark or being able to communicate telepathically! What if I told you that was real? Though only 10 times less exciting and the only way of finding your soulmate was through their initials.

Since the day you are born the initials of your soulmate appear on your wrist in a thin contrasting font. It's like being given a mystery tattoo you can never truly be happy with- a half-finished picture. Like what if their initials were 'KYS'? That would be a great message to grow up with (for the old people who don't understand what KYS stands for, it means 'Kill Your Self'.)

Now you may be thinking "doesn't a lot of people have the same initials?"
yeah, I know. What am I supposed to do with CBG? Whose fucking initials are CBG?

Introductions make my skin crawl and slowly peel away my sanity but for your sake I will do one. Born and raised with the name Marina I made the wise decision to be known as Mari. Spelt M-A-R-I. I recently turned 17 and thought I should journal my life to look back at my youth before finally being destroyed by adulthood.

And my soulmate? Whoever CBG is...we probably won't work out.

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