Rosa's Pov The library sat at the end of the hallway I'd never bothered exploring. Floor-to-ceiling shelves, a rolling ladder, the kind of room that existed in movies more than real apartments. I wandered in around two in the afternoon with nothing better to do. Books lined every wall, mostly business titles, biographies of men who built empires. Boring, predictable, exactly what I'd expect from a man who treated feelings like a liability. A leather-bound book sat tucked behind a row of finance texts on the lowest shelf. I pulled it out without thinking much about it. The cover had no title. Just worn leather, soft from years of handling, a small dent across the spine like it had been dropped a hundred times and picked back up just as many. I opened it. My own face stared back at me. Page after page. My jaw, my hands, the curve of
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