demlgod he-tar s:
“II a clock could count down to the moment
you mee! your soul mate, wou/d you want to
One minute 37 seconds.
My legs are shaking. Holy cow. there is no way
I can do this. None.
One minute. 29 secods.
[glance around at the faces surrounding the
room. Of course my Meeting would take place in
the gross. overcrowded cafeteria.
One minute. six seconds
Somewhere within these four walls. someone
has the exact same countdown on their wrist.
They‘re gomg through the exact same pressure as
Mom said I should be excited. hot nervous. Yetl
still find myself Wiping my sweaty palms on my
dress. I can't believe she talked me Imo wearing a
dress. I mean. shouldn’t my Soul Mate mee! me
as I normally am? All plain leans. blah shirts. and
wild brown curls?
Something deep within me tells me to stand Lip.
I do. drawing the attention of my tablemates. They
all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I
chew my lip nen/ously.
That same Ieeling pulls me towards the center
of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I
take that direction.
I continue in that direction. With each step the