[ Sang Sorenson's life was never meant to be normal. ] I didn't believe in soulmates. Love at first sight was a myth. Divorce rates were at an all-time high, and in my part of town knowing your father's name put you in the minority. Sometimes I wished I wasn't part of that minority. Like I said, I didn't believe in soulmates. Until Owen Blackbourne strolled into my Music Theory class, and I discovered a very distinct hollowness in my heart that ached to be filled. It was new and intoxicating, like my lungs had just taken in air for the first time. There was a man in my life; one that hadn't knocked up my mother or sweet-talked me into a closet so he could brag to his buddies about it later. I was smitten, contemplating writing poetry or adding a sappy edge to my compositions. Until I woke up one morning to an empty bed beside me, and my boyfriend's name ranked second on the FBI's Most Wanted list. I really wished I didn't believe in soulmates. (AU. Not a traditional Academy in this one.) Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Ghost Bird or Scarab Beetle book series. All credit goes to CL Stone, and I am not making any monetary gain.