Chapter 1

Racetrack Higgens has a soulmate.

They had deep, beautiful brown eyes. They didn't have a good living situation, if the dark brown spots that covered his back and slashes over his ribs were anything to go by. They were ambidextrous, and they had been cutting neat lines into their arms since Race was 14.

Spot Conlon had a soulmate.

They had bright blue eyes and were perfect, Spot was convinced of that. They wouldn't want him, he was convinced of that to.

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