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Lisa's POV I slammed the heavy book shut, my fingers tingling from the weight of flipping through so many pages. My eyes burned, not just from staring at ink for too long, but from the fire of triumph rushing through me. I had done it. I had read all of them—the very same books Enzo had marked, the ones he had teased me about, the ones he said would never hold my interest for long. Every word was carved into my mind like scratches on stone.

He almost smiled. They finished lunch and she went back to the couch and he went back to the desk and the Sunday afternoon continued its slow patient self outside and inside the apartment held them both in the particular ease of two people who'd had a small disagreement and resolved it inside three minutes and didn't need to mention it again. At four she closed the book. "Done," she said. "The whole thing." "I read fast when the structure is good." "What did you think." She looked at the ceiling. "It's the best book I've read in two years," she said. "The backwards construction is the whole trick. By the final page you're grieving something you didn't know you'd been losing since page one."

A few minutes later Jacob walks into the room in his usual sweatpants and shirt. "I brought the book back," I said, standing up. I hand it over to him and he takes it. "Did you read it?" He asked flipping through the pages presumably to look for bookmarks. "Of course and I loved it- no sorry I lived it," I responded with a smile on my face. I can't believe I read a book with more than 300 pages. I have never pictured myself doing that but It isn’t a choice anyway, I had to do it because of Jacob. I need him to spend time with me so I can crack all the holes in this house but aside from that, I did enjoy the book.

DEDICATION: I dedicate this chapter to 'Mhiz Grace Pretty' for dropping two gems on my book this month. You are amazing 😘 Elliot's POV The book was magnificent. Just as I imagined. Once I reached home I had already prepared myself to open it but I had to savour the moment of having the first magic book in the world.

Next, we made an intense love- making which me remove my head from all traumatic thoughts. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n Literally so happy right now, guys!! This book hit 3.0k freaking reads. Whhhaaat?? Thanks so much, guys!! I hope you leave a review to celebrate.

You'll be able to seamlessly transition into the new book from where you left off. Without further ado, I present to you the title of this captivating journey: **'Puppy Love'**! 🤭😁 I understand that the reading experience is precious, and some of us just want to immerse ourselves in the narrative without any extra steps. However, I'd like to shed light on the vital role your engagement plays. Your comments, votes, and reviews are the pillars that uplift a story and its creators. It's a reality that sometimes writers are forced to halt their creative ventures due to a lack of support. I've faced this unfortunate scenario myself on numerous occasions.

Pizza is probably one of my comfort foods when I am feeling down or just want to be happy. I kept on eating, not really conscious of my weight since even though I ate too much, it didn't really affect my weight. My stomach felt like it was going to explode from fullness, but there were still several slices of pizza left that I couldn't finish, so I decided to have them wrapped to take home and reheat later. After finishing my meal, I decided to visit a bookstore to look for some books to read during my free time. I saw an English book written by JK Rowling called "Casual Vacancy," which I had heard a lot about, so I decided to buy it. I also bought a couple of books written by Johanna Lindse

Reading a book made me feel safe. Reading made me feel like I wasn't trapped in the house with my abuser. It made me forget the bruises and broken bones. It made me forget my hunger and fears. I was whisked away in whatever fantasy land that I was reading. It gave me hope that I could live a life like that in my next life. I'm happy that Theós and Aries let me continued to read while I stay here. I didn't know what I would do if I couldn't do that.

"How can a tree make you orgasm?" She just shrugs and walks away, showing me her back. "Well, I guess you'll have to read it to find out, sis." She sits down in her spot, rubbing her rounded belly as she adds, "Just dive right in, don't even read the back, trust me, you will love every minute. Monique Edenwood has a way of pulling you into every page." I look down at the book, ready to read, but also wary. Why did she tell me not to read the back of it? I shrug as she pulls out a book herself, smiling as she flips to the middle of it. "Is this a series that you are still reading?"

It would make me feel better to know how Jean at least through the pages of her book. I slowly turned the pages of the book, and settled on the middle. I smoked as I read through the words of the book. Imagining her reading it with her legs coiled under the bed was not enough to make me continue the book. It was so boring. I pushed my hair away from my eyes, and looked at the wind. I could see her frowning at me she told me to leave her room. She must be cursing me now. Well, I shouldn’t have taken her book that way, but Zayn Usman never asks for permission.