10 Minutes left.

Everyone is born with a counter on their wrist. For those that can afford it, they can pay to choose whether their child's counter will count down to the moment of their death, or the moment they will meet their soulmate. I was also told that mine counted down to when I would find my soulmate. I didn't know it at the time, but I was very wrong.

I felt a string pulling me and I had no choice but to follow it. Eventually I felt the pulling come to a stop as I reached the curb, and even though my counter still read 5:21, I couldn't help but look around to possible spot my soulmate.

Eventually when the counter turned to 10 seconds I looked up and saw someone crossing the road. I rushed to her, but neither of us saw the bus coming towards us until it was too late. As we were laying there on the road we introduced ourselves. "Cassie," she said. "Lilly" was my response. I happened to look at my counter, right before dying. 0.

As I found out that day, my counter did not just countdown to when I would meet my soulmate, but also the moment of my death.