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The atmosphere was really awkward for her alone, when other ladies had their boyfriend, or finance with them all enjoying a blissful afternoon and here she was waiting for her boyfriend's arrival. She wore a long white shirt, with tight red jeans that brought out her shape really well. At the back of her shirt, a red big heart shape was drawn with a word boldly screaming Valentine's day underneath it. Her long blonde almost white hair was packed neatly in a ponytail style. Valerie was a young lady gifted with round small lips, pointed nose which fitted her face well, long eyelashes which didn't need the artificial one again, and lovely deep blue eyes that fitted her round small face properly

I was blushing from all round. "Come with me; I need to get something from the bookstore". "Okay" I replied and started walking along with her. At least now, I could walk comfortably. "So. Tell me, Bethel - how did it happen? How did you and Ryan make up?' She asked along the way and I took out time to give her a brief details of it. "Wow! That's really incredible, you know? I'm so happy for you guys. At least now, you two can have a perfect valentine tomorrow" she said and my eyes beamed.

" ~ • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ~ BOOK - 1 |Arc -I| ~END~ ~ • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ~ AUTHOR's NOTE Happy Valentines Day my dearies! ❤️😁🥰❤️ I hope you guys liked my Valentines Day gift to you all. The entire book 1 of 'MFL' now available for free 🎉🎊

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She said as her brows raised. Valerian immediately went to her directly and wrapped his arms onto her waist as he buries his face on her neck to hide the embarrassment that he felt right now. "No, ofcourse not. You're the only woman whom I love and I want, nothing else. It's just that I'm embarrassed to tell you about that book. I'm not cheating, I swear." She chuckles as she tap his half naked back, "I know, I know. I'm just kidding... So, how did you obtain a book like this?"She said referring to the red book.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

she teased and I gasped and tried hitting her, but she ran away. “You’re so annoying – you know that?” I grinned playfully. By that time, we had gotten to the bookstore and we both walked in together. But come to think of it; what would tomorrow be like? I mean valentine. You know, it was going to be my first valentine with my…Mate. Paige quickly got the book she wanted and we left afterward. As soon as we got outside, we saw something…crazy. It was Royalty– taking selfies in front of a flashy car.

I closed the fridge and sat beside Valentin. He pushed the book to the centre. It was an album, filled with an endless amount of pictures fitted to accommodate whatever space it could take. “This is the last picture Anton took before he left.” Valentin pointed at a picture. Isaac and Leslie made a huge heart shape with their hands in front of a university building during St. Patrick’s Day. “Would you care for a drink?” Valentin asked, shaking the half empty bottle. “I’m fine with water.” “Turning down an old man’s offer. That’s sad.” Valentin snickered.

Acid-free Preservation Folders, brittle logbooks, and centuries-old cargo manifests stood in neat, dusty rows. Valentina’s breath caught. I could almost hear her thoughts. This place was like a second home to her—the dust, the scent of forgotten ink, the thrill of secrets buried in parchment. She was already half-lost in it, fingertips brushing across labeled spines like she was greeting old lovers. I sighed and cleared my throat, needing to break the spell. “Valentina.” She didn’t even turn around. “Why can’t you look at me the way you look at these books? Should I summon a book fairy and have myself turned into a first edition? Maybe then you’d read every page with that much care.”

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar