Obviously, everyone is going to die, sooner or later. No one can live forever. But when you know when everyone dies, it's kind of a huge burden, especially since we can't tell them. On our thirteenth birthday, we receive a special necklace. Each one is different, and each one is half of an object. Our soulmate has the other half. When we get closer to them, the necklace gets warmer; when we are farther away from them, it gets colder.
I didn't meet him until my 21st birthday, when I went to Germany. There he was, 5'10" of absolute perfection, walking into the same restaurant I was at. Part of German customs is to seat yourself wherever there is an empty seat, even if that empty seat is beside a complete stranger. I felt my heart skip a beat as my necklace warmed up, and he sat down next to me.
"What does your necklace look like?" He said in a thick German accent. I took it off and laid it on the table. He took his off and laid it next to mine. I was shocked; they made a perfect replica of the Eiffel Tower.
"Well, now that we found each other, should we introduce ourselves?"
"Of course. I am Hans. What is your name?"
"Hi Hans. I am Chloe."
"Hello, Chloe. How long have you been in Germany?"
"I just got here yesterday, so I haven't really seen much. Could you show me around?"
"I would love to."
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Sooner or Later
RomanceIn our society, everyone carries a huge burden; when we see someone, we also see a date attached to them: the day they die. The only problem: when we look in the mirror, there is no date attached to us.
