Colors Of Love.

Prologue.

For as long as I can remember, I've never been able to see color.... just black and white. But here it's completely normal. Nobody can see color until they touch their soulmate for the first time. Usually your soulmate is found before you enter your twenties....but me.... I'm twenty three and still have yet to find my soulmate. At this point I'm starting to think that I'll never find him.... but who knows? Life is a strange thing.....

" Layla, your shift is over. You can leave now." My Boss said, startling me out of my thoughts.

I gazed around the empty diner for a moment, taking in the dark interior of the empty 1980's themed diner.

" Sorry." I replied quietly as I took off my apron, laying it onto the counter as I turned to my boss who gave me a sympathetic smile. Her eyes wrinkling along the edges as she gazed at me. I met her gaze, silently wishing that I could see her eye color....or any color at all for that matter.

I quickly looked away and turned my gaze to the door.

" I'll see you tomorrow." I said in a soft voice before I began making my way to the door.

" You'll find him soon, Layla." My Boss said, causing me to hesitate.

" That's what you said three years ago, Margo.... At this point, I don't think I have a soulmate.... But thank you anyway...." I replied before leaving the small diner, my gaze on my feet as I walked towards home.