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"I am sorry, I can't write on my boyfriend's life, his abuse and addiction, it was a struggle and he is still struggling, I will not place it in a book to get on good grades with you, or other influential Professors." She gives me a look "And if this is the only way, to be who you were meant to be, to help people with Psychology?" I stare at her, heart pounding, palms sweaty, I remember Danielle's word -- Powerful Woman. "There's this book my best friend asked us to read, The Invisble Life of Addie Larue, a splendid book, with beautiful lines, but the line that captivated me the most is -- To Find A Way, or Make Your Own. I will make a way." I say.

Clearing her throat, Annabelle said, “I’ll go find a book.” “This one’s good,” Aron offered, pushing the one he’d been reading toward her. She was about to refuse, but his eyes held a rare insistence. Then she suddenly recalled the scene of him smashing auction items outside her house… If she turned him down, would he tear the book in half? Her lips twitched. *Forget it. I’ll just go along—better to get through these thirty minutes in one piece.* So she picked up the book and started reading. To her surprise, it was a suspense novel—and quite a gripping one at that.

I’ve lived my life, protecting myself from the world, from disappointment, betrayal and lies, but with her, I began to bring down those walls until I didn’t even know when my feelings developed into so much more without even seeing a glimpse of her. I skim over her collection, Motorcycle Club, Mafia... Disney Villain tales… and then there are the classics that she accidentally slipped out that she reads before denying she read them. I crouch down. They may be at the bottom, but the books have been read and I can’t help but smile. Jane Eyre, Anne of Green Gables, Pride and Prejudice, The Thirteenth Tale… Smiling, I take out the first book in the Anne of Green Gables collection, remembering ho

Rumors says they met some months before the NeuroPont Summit, dating quietly and privately but I call BS! We give it two months. Our prayers are with the startup. The Editors (who are fine, totally fine, not at all personally offended on behalf of Christiana) Anne read it on the bathroom floor. Not because the bathroom floor was her preferred reading location, but because her phone started ringing with notifications a hundred times as she got ready for the morning. She’d sat down on the cold tile and hadn’t gotten back up. She called Jade. “I’ve been described,” she said, without greeting, “as someone whose LinkedIn looks like it was taken on a Thursday.”