❛❛ We’re rivals. Not soulmates. We’re supposed to be at each other’s throats. ❜❜ (shrugs)
“Well,” Sebastianne began slowly. “It seems that fate believes otherwise.. The colors wouldn’t have appeared if you weren’t my,” It was odd, saying the word. Her father always told her she’d never see color. No one would be her other half, for the girl she was supposed to be was dead. “..soulmate.” Dark eyes glanced around. “We can’t tell anyone about this.”
A hand scrubbed over his face; the colours were something beautiful, that was certain but he’d rather the world remained in shades of grey. “I wasn’t planning on telling anyone. You don’t have to remind me.”
She nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I think that’s enough surprises for today. I’m going out for a drink.” The blonde...
“Yeah, I’m pretty colourful.” He was glad to see that nothing seemed to look absolutely horrible together either. “This...