I wish...

Everyone has little inexplainable marks. A bruise here, a scratch there. They're marks your soulmate has caused, their own injuries leaving insignificant scars.

Maya is 16 years old. She doesn't know who her soulmate is, but one day, a new boy and a paper cut change everything.
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"No." I whisper. "No no no no no NO!" My voice rises to a screech. This wasn't supposed to happen. "You... you promised..." I fell in tears to the floor.