Nick frowns, brows drawing together. “I can’t see it, either. It guess it makes sense th
Nick frowns, brows drawing together. “I can’t see it, either. It guess it makes sense that the person who eats the cake is the only-,”“It’s gold,” Ace interjects. Nancy’s head shoots up. His voice is soft- there’s wonder saturating his words. “I thought it would be red.”The string of fate- the line that is supposed to draw Nancy to her soulmate, her other half- is wrapped firmly around Ace’s left hand. It flickers briefly before settling into a more solid form. Couldn’t get this lovely image from @gernades‘s Soulmates AU ficlet out of my head. -- source link
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