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Soulmates are those who are perfect for each other. Not because they are the same, but because they complement each other. It wasn't necessarily romantic relationships, although they usually worked out. They can be best friends or family, siblings even, they are whatever their soulmate needs; a protector, a friend, a complice. Society doesn't approve of other than romantic of course, but it was not a matter of gender, age or race. Love is love, and no one can change that.
The marks appear usually after the age of 12, but there are some who get it later, there are even some that never get it. There's people who never meet their soulmates, there's people who don't believe in soulmate marks, some dislike the idea of being stuck with someone forever, some already love someone else. Problems are always present, but they say in the end love thrives, right?
I got my marks earlier than others, I was only 10, the strange thing was that I had two instead of one. They represented the first words my soulmates would say to me: What did this punk do to you, doll? And Are you alright, ma'am?
At least I knew one was a flirt and the other polite. I wasn't sure if both were men or women. I didn't care. I wasn't sure how it would turn out to have two soulmates but I would worry about it when the time comes.
Oh right, I didn't tell you my name. I am Liana Menzies and this is my story.