[ WP ] Everyone has a unique tattoo/marking that they are born with , it 's exactly the same as their soul mates .

It was inevitable. That's what everyone said when Jarrett left me. You ca n't fight your mark. He was destined for Lyddie and the tiny Eiffel-tower-shaped mark on his wrist proved it. 
 
 He had n't cheated... he just found his other half. The engagement ring had been a mistake ( no sane person would ever propose to someone who was n't their mark-mate ) but you ca n't hold a man to a mistake. When Lyddie's sleeve rolled up in the library, he had done what was right and followed his fate. 
 
 `` What's your mark again? Have you tried findyourmark.com? Gone to the registry?'' Good meaning friends, family, and acquaintances would ask. Find your mark-mate, they implied, and do n't begrudge Jarrett his. 
 
 All but my mom. When I told her Jarrett had found his match, she just held me and cried. Because she knows what no one other than me and Jarrett know, that I do n't have a mark. I was born without that convenient little label that tells you your soul mate. Probably because I do n't have one. I am a born spinster. 
 
 The doctors call it a birth defect. A rare one. So rare that I've yet to meet anyone similarly cursed. So I finally accepted my fate- accepted that there was no half to complete me. I was born to be alone.
