How To Live Without Your Soulmate

How To Live Without Your Soulmate

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Everyone knows you have a soulmate. Even if you don't believe in them, you know deep in the back of your mind that there is someone in the world that will love you, and care for you, and be at your side the rest of your life. In a time where every person is born with a unique mark on the wrist -well almost unique- your soulmate has the matching tattoo. You spend your life trying to find that one person and you will. The universe will make it happen one way or another. But what happens when you find them and they break up with you? Millie is just your everyday girl. She looked for her soulmate like everyone else in the world. She found him. Bram. She loved him even before they discover their tattoos match. The two hopelessly fell in love. After years of being together, the two plan to wed. One week before their wedding, he dumped her. And told her to find someone else. And told her not to blame herself. And told her he isn't in pain. And told her to move on. She is going to tell you the answer to the biggest question in life: How do you live without your soulmate?
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We were all born with a tattoo on our left wrist; a countdown to the exact moment we would first look into the eyes of our soul mate; and I was going to meet mine tonight, around 8. My parents were soul mates; my grandparents were too; my brother had met his a few months ago and he’d been ridiculously in love since then. Everything around me seemed to work out just the way it was supposed to but I couldn’t help but be really skeptical about the whole thing. A part of me thought that people felt like they had to spend the rest of their life with the person that stood in front of them when their timer read ‘O’ and therefor convinced themselves that they were in love. Love was more than that to me; and no tattoo was going to tell me who I had to give my heart to, that was for sure.

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