Prologue

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-Danni-
Like many other things, my story begins under the stars. I was only eight years old when my soulmate tattoo burned itself into my arm. I was sitting outside, looking up at the stars, when suddenly a stinging sensation occurred on my right wrist. At first, I felt nothing but searing pain. About ten minutes later though, the pain was replaced with an intense excitement. I jumped up and ran into my house, eager to tell my uncle the news. I bolted up the stairs and burst into my Uncle Vlad's room. "Dyadya! Dyadya!" I shouted.
"What is it, golubka? Are you injured?" the old Russian asked in a concerned tone.
"No *dyadya, look! I got my tattoo! It's a constellation of a rose!" I explained.
It wasn't until I was in high school that I truly realized what it meant to have a soulmate tattoo. All around me there were people finding their soulmates. Teachers and students, hell even my best friend Bug found his soulmate. It felt like I was never gonna find my soulmate. Until I met her. Carter Cane.

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