Darcy Eaton lives in a world where soulmates truly do exist. Everyone has a soulmate and no one ages a day past eighteen until they meet their soulmate so that they can grow old together. This world may sound romantic, but Darcy's life is no fairytale. She lives in a nightmare of her own making. That's a super rough summary, super sorry. This is a story I started working on for Nanowrimo 2015, but I never had enough time to really work on it. I'm thinking of starting on it again and would love some feedback. Thanks for reading :)