Treebros {soulmate au}
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MatureOngoing23m
Last published Tue, May 29, 2018
All of your life is colorless and dark, that is until you meet your soulmate.
Whether it be as a young child or an adult it is life-altering.
Evan and Connor both believed they didn't have a soulmate but each soon realized they were wrong.
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Yeah...I hope you like it..?
Sorry I can't write interesting descriptions.
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