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"My fingers traced over the outlines of his face, the sharp jawline, and the intricate details that made up his face. What had caught me by surprise were the electrifying green eyes that caused chills to run through my spine. I felt butterflies erupt through the pit of my stomach, taking in the beauty that this man held. The strands of brown dark hair in small curls lining his face swiped over his head had caused me to smile. I was already so attracted to him and I didn't think it was possible to be attracted to art. The tip of my index finger traced his heart-shaped pink lips, feeling my body ignite with fire inside. "This is your soulmate," The woman happily said." *** What happens when a psychic gets to draw what your soulmate looks like? You expect to meet them one day, fall in love at first sight, and happily spend the rest of your life together. But in Leah Presley's world, the universe doesn't seem to be on her side.
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