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Do you believe in soulmates, reader? Do you believe that there is, somewhere on the planet, one person who's entire being was created to find yours? That inside you lies a wick that can only be lit by a particular flame?
I never used to.
I used to believe that there was no one in the world who could ever quite match, quite fill the strange, empty, fiery question mark I hid inside the very depths of my soul.
But when I spent all night talking to the Boy With The Eyes That Followed Me, for the first time that question mark turned into an exclamation point.
Now, I believe in soulmates.
YOU ARE READING
En Air
Romance'I don't believe in magic,' said the young boy. The old man smiled. 'You will when you meet her.'
