I tried not to glance down at that clock on my wrist. It was too stressful. I just wanted the moment to feel natural, not forced by some clock on my wrist. I tried my hardest, but today was one of those rare days when I just had to glance down. 1 day, 0 hours, 23 minutes, 33 seconds. It read.
One day later
Why was I dressing up? I was just running some errands. Although inside my head I knew it was because I was going to meet my soulmate. I don't know why my brain agreed to wear this. A flowery cream colored sundress, a brown jacket, some sandals, and a brown sun hat. Why? It's nothing special. Today's nothing special. I tried to convince myself. But I glanced at my alarm clock on my bedside table and decided I didn't have time to change, if I wanted to get my errands done I would have to leave now.
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Soulmates (Short Story)
Short StoryWhat if there was a clock that counted down to the exact moment you met your soulmate?
