Having a Soulmate is supposed to be great, fill one with love. For Caspian, it's the exact opposite.
When born, one's mind is shown a single feature of their soulmate.
Cold, blue eyes are Caspian's image. He hated them. He hated the thought of spending the rest of his life with one person as well.
For twenty-three years, he was able to stay away from anything dealing with love until, that is, his mom invited the enemy for tea and cookies.
Now, he was staying in the same apartment, attending the same college, eating the same food, breathing the same air with his so-called soulmate.
And he despised every second of it.