Soulmates, people say.
I'd never really believed in the idea. It always sounded like one of those things people said when they were drunk, or when a relationship was so new they still pretended to like each other's playlists.
Is it someone you meet once in a lifetime and just… know?
Someone who, without asking, makes promises they actually intend to keep?
Someone who knows your favorite color? The way you take your coffee?
Or is it someone who catches you when your knees give out, sits on a cold hospital floor with you, and stays awake all night like Dominic did tonight?
Was he my soulmate? Or was it just the exhaustion talking?
I didn't have an answer.
Maybe a soulmate wasn't about fate or stars aligning.
