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133- Food and freak-outs

My jaw drops open and I turn to Bellamy to see if he is as flabbergasted as I am. He looks mildly surprised, but nowhere near as shocked as I am. I suppose the difference is that he hasn’t spent his whole life wondering about the mark, he’s only been curious about it for a few months. He hasn’t invested anything close to the amount of time and energy I have put into trying to work out what the hell my stupidly unique mark is meant to mean.

“It- it’s the same as mine!” I stutter out. Bellamy leans in closer to examine the picture.

“You’re right, it is fairly similar.” He observes mildly. I let out an irritated breath, how can he not see what a big deal this is?

“Similar? They’re practically identical!” I object.

“Not quite. The threads on her arm twist in a slightly different pattern to yours. Admittedly, you might not notice the difference unless you were comparing the two.” He clarifies. I shove my sleeve up and stare at my arm. He’s right. How is it that he has my
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