"MOM!" You yelled as you looked at your wrist. You ran downstairs, desperately wanting to talk to your mother and ask her why you had seven initials instead of one. "Yes, sweetie?" she asked. "Look at my wrist!" you showed her your wrist, and she gasped.

"You have seven soulmates! That's so rare!" she said with excitement while she examined your wrist. How was she so calm and excited when you were freaking

"Why are you so okay with this? I'm freaking out!" you said, and your mother just chuckled. "Sweetie, having more than one soulmate is rare. You should actually be excited. I'm 100% sure you'll be treated like a queen with seven male soulmates," she said, and your eyebrows furrowed together

"How the fuck do you know they're all men?" you asked, taking a glance at the small initials on your wrist. "First of all, language and second of all, the colour of your initials indicate the gender. Black for male, grey for females, and yours are all black," she said in an matter-of-fact tone.

"I'm still freaking out here, mom!" You said, and your mother rolled her eyes.

"There's nothing to be worried about," she said.