Words seem to dictate the lives of those around her yet Felicia had never cared much for them as she'd tried to wipe away and erase the words encasing her arms though that might have been from her fear upon discovering who her soulmate was already.
She'd been rather young, but thankfully, she had stayed silent and never reminded her soulmate of her words or even told her.
Instead, she'd watched the staging when her soulmate had gotten old enough for concern and potential heartbreak to have set in.
She'd looked on when her fate was sealed away from her by a man that her family had taken in to be the other girl's soulmate; she refused the same thing.
Felicia hated the idea of fake love with how plastic it seemed to her, but she hated the idea of being with her soulmate even more as they never ever should have been soulmates; it made no sense!
She stared at the words on her arm unashamedly within the quiet confines of her college dorm room that she'd had alone for nearly six months now.
They promised so much yet told just what a twisted fate that she had in reality.
"I'm sorry." She muttered as she knew what Lovina worried and thought about at night; she knew of those daintily scrawled words across her arm, promising so much as well that she'd never know.
Her words were muttered to herself and that kept them at bay.
She briefly considered the thought of taking one of the 'mateless' or potentially just ones without words on their arms as a mate and leaving this past and acknowledged love behind yet she knew that she couldn't as she'd heard of mute mates before.
Felicia hated the idea of destroying another one's happiness and romance though in reality, she knew that she'd destroyed hers and allowed for her sister to be mated with a 'mateless' mate.
She knew that if she stepped forward with this that there would be a contreversy, and no one would accept such a romance.
Felicia kept quiet not just in fear, but in desire for a peace that she'd never have.
Tears rained down and may be just may be her future could consist of something to ease the ache that she refused to ease with a confession, so she kept her arm hid from her older sister and adjusted to this 'mateless' life.
Her mate was mated to someone else due to a much too long and grievious wait despite the fact that her mate should have been known.
At least, she was mated in some way and could have the life that her little sister couldn't lay out for her; a non-relative and children and a husband were some of the benefits of such a staging.
Felicia could live with her guilt and heartache just another day more.
She'd still refuse to mate until she had no choice but to perish along with all potential of confessing; her heartbreak never left her side.