Less than five minutes.
I shouldn't have looked. Why did I look?
My heart is racing like wild fire. What do I expect?
The rambunctious people surrounding me are all in an unexplained hurry. I'm being swallowed by their haste. The mass of people on these streets is beyond chaotic.
This is the worst place to meet him. I think to myself. Why couldn't we meet in a nice quiet park or café?
I'm practically spinning in circles looking for him.
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Vivian
Teen FictionImagine a word where one clock determines your fate. That clock, in your wrist, counts down to either when you meet your soul mate... or death. Some live their lives without ever looking. Others live by its time religiously. Well, this is Vivian's s...
