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Summary
Turns out, the drawings were soulmarks. As in the mark left by your soulmate on your body when they touch you for the first time.
No need to wonder about the sunflower on his chest, Bellamy knew perfectly well who his damn soulmate was.
Clarke fucking Griffin.
Of course, it had to be the spoiled Princess of the Ark. Because something up there—a higher power, fate, God, whatever—decided that Bellamy Blake’s life had to be a journey through hell and back and that nothing would ever be easy for him.
Or,
The one where Clarke Griffin is Bellamy's soulmate.
Series
- Part 18 of My Prompts for BLM
- Part 22 of My Canonverse Fics
