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He asked in continuous questions. "I dont but Alice does. So Im going to confirm if her suspicions to the scholar was right or not." She answered simply before opening the bag carefully. The first thing that she saw was a three pieces of books–that she thinks was a novel based on its cover. Why did he even bring a book here? She wonders in mind. Then she saw a spare royalty clothes that is obviously not his but for the prince. Then there's an expensive perfume, a brown wallet, a neat handkerchief and a box that is full of accessories that is obviously not his again. All in all, if she doesn't know better, she will mistaken the bag as Alistairs' not his. "Didn't find anything?" He heard the p

"Yes, sir, is there a problem?" "Did she leave a bag?" "Oh, we have it, sir. I'll get it in a minute." Dominic didn't have to wait long. The bag was now in his hands. A box-shaped bag, made of leather and there was a long strap that functioned to be slung over the shoulder. When he saw the brand of the bag, Dominic was a little surprised. It's an expensive brand and clearly original. It seemed that the little girl was not an ordinary person.

It does. More than I can say. My heart is still somewhere in my throat when Liam tilts his head and gestures at the next gift bag. “Pink?” he asks, a little hopeful. I wipe at my eyes before he can see anything suspicious happening there and nod, reaching for it. The bag’s lighter. Softer. I pull out what looks like a simple hardcover book with a pale pink spine. When I open it, the first page nearly undoes me all over again. It’s me.

You came out here to do something. She stood the purple backpack up and unzipped it. Inside was a ball of clothing rolled together—a plaid flannel shirt, corduroy pants, a plain white T-shirt, a pair of denim shorts. Underneath that were three squashed Twinkies, a bag of plain potato chips, and a library book. Lauren pulled out the book—a travel guide to California—and glanced inside the front cover. “Joliet Public Library,” Lauren said. “So at least one of them was from Joliet. I think that’s enough, really. Just wrap up the bags and let’s get out of here.” He looked at his watch. “I really do have to leave soon.”

He dragged his chair a few feet away from me then sat down. I stared at him in confusion. “What is that?” “This?” He echoed, holding the bag up. “Very important material…” My frown deepened. What exactly was this all about? He pulled something out of the bag. A book rather. My eyes widened as soon as they landed on the covers. “Volume one,” he said, placing the book on his lap. “Volume two.” I could practically feel angels crowning me with shame. “Volume three.” Alchemy of shame.

She carried her tray and immediately approached the table beside the glass window. This girl looks athletic and nerdy at the same time, I thought. I watched her open her black Jansport bag, and from it pulled out a book. She started reading the book positioning it inches away from her face. I noticed the cover of the book shows a little girl wearing black skirt, long white socks and black school shoes. The little girl is standing with, I think it’s an adult man’s shoes beside her and some clothes. From what I see the title of the book she is reading is called, The Time Traveler’s Wife.

He handed over the bag. I was confused for a few seconds, why would Alpha Xavier want to get me something? I knew it was highly unlikely but a part of me felt intrigued to see what it was that he got for me. A part of me wanted it to be a gift that would warm my heart, a part of me wished it was even chocolate but a bigger part of me knew Alpha Xavier didn't care about my happiness. I collected the bag and opened it, wanting to see what it was. The first thing I saw inside was a few books, I picked up more than four small books and surprisingly, there were even more books under them!

We spent the rest of the afternoon there, digging up quite some distance into the hole I was about to give up when forest started barking even harder, whimpering over and over again as he sniffed at the ground and continued digging. He was acting strange, we were getting close to whatever he wanted us to see, I dug up even faster till my hand touched a sack. It was brown and dirty but there was a sack and there had to be something inside. Forest stepped away and watched as I tried brushing off as much sand as I could from the edges of the sack till I managed to pull it out. I fell back on my ass with the force of pulling it out. The sack held something huge. A book.

Azize nodded and went quiet, but I felt her presence, so she didn't go far. Rose was crying, covering her face with her hands, which allowed me to look around the room for her carefully protected backpack. I found it nearby, open with its contents scattered. I didn't want to look through it without her consent, but something told me it was better not to wait until she woke up from her episode. I slowly began to move towards the backpack. With a heavy heartbeat, I noticed that, in addition to literally a few personal items, there was also a thick leather notebook embossed with the Larch Groove Pack crest and a small pencil drawing that made my whole body tremble.