i have lived a thousand years waiting for you

The whole meal she dodges Bonnie and Caroline’s questions about her soulmark, telling them it’s a private thing and they’ll understand when they get theirs. This year, their parents let them go by themselves. She can’t help but think of the unfairness of it all.įor lunch, she goes to the Grill with Bonnie and Caroline as a birthday tradition. Elena tries not to cry as she stuffs her face with a stack of chocolate chip pancakes. They give her weird looks, but turn back to making her birthday breakfast without further questions. The next morning when her parents ask about her soulmark, she tells them she would rather keep it private. After fastening it to her wrist, she crawls back into bed and turns off her lights. She searches through the drawers until she finds a thick, black watch her dad gifted her the year before. How humiliating would it be if people learned her soulmate was long dead? That she was so unlovable, no one born in the milinea would be able to love her? No, that would not do.Įlena creeps out of her bed and toward her dresser. She feels tears well up in her eyes and struggles to keep her sniffles silent so her parents won’t awake to see what’s wrong.

She doesn’t even know what Morsurgur means. Her soulmate can’t have lived a thousand years ago, he’d be dead, and Elena would be alone forever. ‘There must be some mistake’ Elena thinks, tracing the figures gently. When the final number appears on her wrist, Elena’s heart stops. She starts wondering what he might look like, who he might be. She notices it is written in very polished cursive, her soulmate has excellent penmanship. She will not miss the moment the numbers appear, or, heaven forbid, allow any of her family to get a glimpse of her mark first.įinally, after what felt like hours to Elena, writing starts to appear on her wrist. Elena’s parents are soulmates, and she has always dreamed of her prince charming, her perfect match coming to sweep her off her feet. On everyone’s twelfth birthday, their soulmark, the birthday of their soulmate, appears on their wrist.

As the minutes tick closer, she stares more and more intently at her so far blank wrist. The day before Elena’s twelfth birthday, she stays up until 2:53 a.m., the exact time of her birth.

I have lived a thousand years waiting for you