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Tears I'd been holding back broke free, streaming down my face. “Oh baby, don’t cry. We’re just getting started,” Dora said with faux sympathy. She's one of the notorious bad girls in her crew. Stephanie walked closer, smirked and slapped my books out of my arms. Pages flew like dead leaves across the school compound. As I knelt to gather them, a page from my fantasy novel fluttered loose, a dog-eared copy of The Moonborn Prophecy, my favorite. A silver wolf glowed on the cover.

Books were the one thing that would ruin me to tears. Dallas hadn't come down yet, and from last night l, had figured that maybe he was still sleeping and he went to sleep late. The ending of his book shattered me to pieces, I wanted to rake Dallas's father's brain about the ending, about the characters' change into their newly formed intense rise into love. I couldn't stop thinking about the book, there was something about a book that could make you feel joy and sadness in the ending at the very same time, it was that lounging feeling like I was wasting my breath on life in general.

Though I'm confuse, I casually said, “This wondrous of a place usually empty. People forgot to pay a visit or to even got themselves immerse to the world that this wondrous of a place offer them with sincerity. I thought you are highly affected by such a failure of showing gratitude to literature coming from them?” His eyes couldn't actually intimidating but there's a melancholy that I didn't expected to seen. My statement just now goes awakwardly, and I chuckled as that to forgot my place on this unknown and strange of a place. I cough and turn my head to the shelf that offer a variety of book that looks bloody yet comforting. “Oh,” I gasped, not able to hide my awed. “That's a classic...”

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Inside the Archive, the shelves moved with my breath. I passed by a book bound in velvet dusk. Its title: The First Time You Chose Softness Over Safety. Another: How You Loved When No One Was Looking. I reached for a third. It burned with light before revealing its name: What You Became When You Stopped Trying to Be Understood. I wept then—not from pain, but from reunion. The guide touched my shoulder. “There’s one more,” they said. They led me to a door I hadn’t noticed.

And I certainly won’t want that not until I read enough books to get rid of my sorrows. “ How could she do this to me?” I squat in front of the book, tore into two parts. It is as though my heart…life was torn into two parts. I picked it up, as it was soaking with my tears. “ What is wrong with Sage lately?” she was gradually behaving like Lisa, heartless, manipulator.. best at being the victim. Wiping my tears, I tried to fix my book myself, but one thing I am sure of it would never remain as it was.

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They were the books after Anthony’s book. I walk back to my section, sit down on the couch, and get into a comfortable enough position. I continue reading Anthony’s book and by the time I finished it, I was close to tears. I was confused as to why I was crying, the book was not that sad. My brain final clicked that I was not crying because of the book.

The tears were that of pain, regret and heartache. They say men don't cry. That's a very wrong concept because men do cry. When it gets to a point when the pain becomes too difficult to bear, strong men do break down in tears. I can vividly remember a book, Mira and I read together about a year ago. The book was titled, The Better Place. It was written by a sixteen year old female writer. I could vividly recall the scene where the male lead, who was not only a businessman, but also the CEO of a multimillionaire international organization, broke down in tears after he lost his precious daughter to sickle cell anemia.

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