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    Lux always loved quotes. She loved the way her favourite quotes became a part of her personality, as if they were etched onto her heart. There was one quote, though, that made her stomach flip. Every time she looked down she saw it but she didn’t like to focus on it. She preferred to ignore it completely.    Lux, like everyone, was born with words permanently marked onto her left wrist in black, crisp ink. They seemed like simple quotes that you might get at a tattoo parlor because of a bet you made (and lost). It was much more than that though. It was morbid, really, having your soul mate’s last words permanently stained ont