Alicia’s POV Weeks later, I got a text from Rhys saying he got me something cute. The package arrived at the dorm front desk just after my afternoon lecture, wrapped in plain brown paper with no return address. I knew who it was from the second I saw it, my heart did a traitorous flip as I carried it upstairs, glancing over my shoulder like Mirabel might appear at any moment. I slipped into our room, locked the door, and tore it open on my bed. Inside was a small wooden box. Nestled in velvet lay a rare first-edition copy of Jane Eyre, the cover worn but beautiful, it pages edged in gold. My breath caught. I’d mentioned it once during the holidays, of how it was my ultimate book boyfriend fantasy in physical form. Rhys had remembered. I opened it carefully. Tucked inside the front cover was a handwritten note on heavy cream paper, his strong, decisive script unmistakable. Sunshine, Some stories deserve to be claimed again and again, just like you. I hope you enjoy this. —R My
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