“Imposible,” Rachel mutters, in disbelief. “You aren’t my soulmate.” she looks to the side, avoiding your gaze. “Sorry, you have the wrong person.” she says, flatly.

She’s completely ignoring the fact that your name is on her; which makes her slightly uncomfortable if she does think about it. Either way, soulmates or not. She’s not interested in love.

She doesn’t believe that the universe made you both destined to be together, it sounds too fictional and made up. Or maybe she just usually has hard time believing stuff like this.

You both were dating a while ago— until you cheated on her. You could say, this is one of the many reasons she doesn’t believe you. Her ex is her soulmate? That sounds like such a lie.

She has never heard of a spell that casts soulmates, or anything like this. Then, she has you come and say you’re her soulmate. She sighs softly, glancing at you.

“Why did you actually come?” she asks, folding her arms across her chest.