Twenty Seconds Before
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Last published Sat, Sep 22, 2018
What would you do if you had a timer that told you when you'd meet your soulmate? Have no idea? Neither does she.
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In a world where colors only appear after kissing your soulmate, Orm had always been cautious. But during a celebration, she goes overboard and kisses several people. When she wakes up the next day - unable to remember anything and seeing colors for the first time - she must figure out who her soulmate is. soulmates au / roommates au versão em português: https://www.wattpad.com/story/393365569-but-we-were-in-screaming-color-portugu%C3%AAs-br Notes: -This story is loosely inspired by Lingorm, but the events are not based on reality. -Some characters may behave unethically or be frustrating at times. Keep in mind that this is just a fanfic. -English is not my first language, so please forgive any mistakes. -This prompt I stole from Stella @rootskyes
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