Totally Clueless
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It's the day every boy and girl dreams for. The day they find their soulmate.
Some people get their soulmate's name on their 18th birthday. Some people only see colours their soulmates can see. Some people have words that appear on their wrists. It's something different for everyone.
But Lia has it worse than most people. She gets her soulmates bruises. They show up on her skin anytime her soulmate gets a bruise.
Everyone always talks about how nice it is to get their marks but Lia hates it. She hates the bruises. She wants whoever it is causing them to stop.
Ashton is always getting into trouble. He's sarcastic and loves to fight. He's never gotten a soulmate mark. Ashton made up his mind that after his eighteenth birthday, he didn't have a soulmate.
But little did he know Lia was about to stumble into his life.
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