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No, this can't be happening.

This doesn't happen. Ever.

And I'd rather love him, this boy sitting next to me, rather than the one I'm assigned to.


At birth, each baby is given a necklace - the half of a shape. Your assigned person, your soul mate, has the other half. When you're 18, you're forced to go out and find your soon to be husband or wife.
The closer you are to each other, the warmer your necklaces.
The father away, the colder. Simple, right?
You have to marry them, or else... consequences.

But sometimes, things don't always go as planned.