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said Davin, settling on the other side of the booth beside Marla. I remembered the blanket and flung it off, not wanting to look like a coddled infant while we were working. It was all right when just my Beta and Gamma were present, but the library was a spot favoured by my pack when the rain came. “A select few?” Marla scoffed. “Dav, you need to rethink your definition of few.” “There are… ten books here,” I said, flicking my fingertip upwards as I counted them. “That constitutes a few to me.” Davin shrugged.

He said in a trembling voice, "I hated her for leaving me out of a desire for money back then… Everything I did was for the sake of hearing her say that she still loved me and cared about me…" Vivi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Love?" "10 years, Chester. 10 whole years. In the past 10 years, when did Yuna stop showing you love? She's loved you every minute and every second of your time together. Did you deserve it? How could you have deserved over 10 years of Yuna's love?" She wasn't willing to waste any more time speaking with him and promptly drove him out of her bar. He suddenly recalled that in the 10 years he'd been married to me, he had never once had a proper conversation with me.

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Not if it meant exposing that Chelsea wasn't forced to pay the consequences for accidentally kill all those immigrants. “I understand,” I said quietly. Elara studied me for a moment, then nodded. 'Thank you." She said and then We continued walking toward the library doors. And when we stepped inside— I stopped in my tracks. “Oh my—” The library was massive. Towering shelves stretched so high they almost disappeared into the ceiling. Chandeliers made of glowing crystals hung above us, casting soft light over endless rows of books, scrolls, and ancient artifacts. “This is… insane,” I whispered at first.

Caitlin lost all track of time and place. She had no idea how many hours she’d been in this secret back room of this rare bookstore, combing frantically through stacks and stacks of books. There were mountains of them. Worse, they were all thrown in haphazardly, in so many different positions and directions, it was almost as if someone had deliberately tried to keep them disorganized. Perhaps that was the point: perhaps whoever did this wanted to hide that book.

“These are…these are expensive, Fiona. These are books from the locked shelves behind Jack’s register, aren’t they?” He gently thumbed through the first book, peered at the copyright and glanced at the others surrounding him. “Holy shit!” he chuckled. “I mean, these are The Works of William Shakespeare, from fucking 1880—all ten volumes. Are you kidding me?” When he looked up at her, his eyes were a shimmering dazzle of blue. Fiona laughed at his excitement, happy to watch his giddy, almost childlike

Me: "I don't know...till they are 40?" Mom: [Surprised and a bit insulted.] "Not exactly. The record I think has been 66, but realistically it is 50 for making them, and up to 70 for simply carrying them to term for someone else. Now, if we were to be together, if you were to MARRY ME, we would have ten years to make babies, if we wanted to. TEN YEARS. That's ten chances to have new babies. Do you like the thought of that? Maybe me and you, making babies for ten years? Filling up this four bedroom house finally with baby after baby? In ten years, we might have two multiple births. Would you feel like you were a real man, a successful man, with a full DOZEN CHILDREN? Each time, you would see

I run my fingers over the titles, my heart aching in a way I cannot quite explain. Ten books. Ten brand-new, beautifully bound romance novels. Enough to last me the rest of the month, maybe longer. I arrange them on the table, one by one, my mind racing as I try to make sense of what this means. Why would Jaydon send me these? Why now?

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