She didn't know what to make of the new color change her mark had undergone.
When had that even happened? She was so wrapped up in the misery of it all and getting through each day that she didn't even notice when it changed.
Black soul marks for healthy soulmates, it dulled for injured and turned white for dead. Those were the only ones she remembered or needed to know before. Were there even other colors in recorded history? Was she an anomaly? She tried to ignore all of her burning questions, finding it dizzying to even think about, but they started a fire in her mind that she couldn't extinguish no matter how hard she tried to shove it away.
Her mark had changed, and she didn't know what to do, didn't' know what it meant.
One day she finally pulled out a laptop and began to search for changes in color, for experts who would know things that she couldn't find. It was quite by accident that she stumbled across an article, well more of a blog really, under the penname of ZoomRunner that talked about his own experiences with soulmarks and his own soulmate.
He had a soul mark of course, most people did, but he knew that he wasn't her soulmate, she didn't have his name. In fact, she was already engaged to her soulmate. His blog posts started out rather light, wanting her to be happy but wanting to know why he was given a soulmate who didn't, who couldn't, love him the way he wanted, why it was one sided. As they went on they began to get darker, more ranting, and jealous filled. His own mark had turned to ice, not quite white but not truly blue either. It seemed that he knew what it was all about, but he didn't outright say it which frustrated her to no end.
She had to admit, at first, she felt bad, but as she read on she felt like something was off about him. Either way, she knew she had to find this… ZoomRunner so that she could get some answers.