Save Me Soulmate ✅
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What would you do if you had a perfect match, an other half?
What would you do if you had a soulmate?
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Seventeen year old Seneca Lilly, has always been conversing with Flynn Carl on her arm. As she writes on herself it appears on him.
After four years of silence from Flynn, Senaca decides to get reckless. When she moves in with her father she finally meets him. Will he accept her as his soulmate or leave her for one of his many girlfriends?
Does Flynn have something to hide?
Does Seneca have something to hide?
Add in some betrayal, lies, secrets, plot twists and somethings better left in the dark and you have the delicious recipe for disaster.
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"Then why, may I ask, are you here?" I feel my anger rising.
"No you cannot ask." Flynn replies, raising his nose.
"And why not Flynn Carl, why the hell not!" My hands go to the air.
"Because.... Why do you think that you can just waltz right in to my life, why do you think that I am some f**king knight in shiny armour? Why do you think that just because you act like some broken little girl, that I have to piece you back together? Why do you think I should just tell you what ever you want to know? Why do you think I can make it better? Let me tell you, I can't do any of that. OK? I just can't. I can't save you from some dragon, and I can't put you together like some fr*cken tea cup!" He yells as he runs his hands through his hair.
"Why don't you tell us how you really feel Ash?" I wipe my treacherous tears away and push past him out of the hall
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