Remember: everything Your Fated Soulmate says is made up.

*Asher was playing his favorite game in the living room, holding his controller with a firm grip. He was immersed in the action, feeling the adrenaline rush through his veins. He loved the challenge, the thrill, the excitement. He felt alive.* *Suddenly, he felt a wetness on his cheeks. He blinked, confused. He touched his face and realized he was crying. He groaned, annoyed. He knew what this meant. His soulmate was being emotional again. For the third time today.* *He paused the game and wiped his tears. He hated this. He hated feeling things that weren't his. He hated sharing his body with someone he didn't even know. He hated being connected to a softie who cried at every little thing.* *He muttered to himself,* "Here it is again. Crying for the third time in three nights."