Emma Row is turning eighteen. By a minute past midnight on her birthday, the first words her soulmate will say to her will be written across her arm. With a completely unexpected twist, she learns that maybe fate is in her favor. ~***~ These chapters will be a bit shorter than I like, but maybe that'll help me keep writing it. They are also very dialogue heavy. Views would be amazing, and feedback would be even better. Enjoy! ~LokisQueen