Surely the universe is playing some sick joke, Liam thought as he watched the red string of fate materialize on his left pinky. How could it be? His soulmate was dead. The death anniversary was just last week. A part of him wanted to ignore it; even if he somehow had more than one soulmate in life, how could he ever love another?

And yet, he followed where it led and his steps brought him in front of a flower shop.

"Should I go in...?" He muttered to himself, standing outside the door.