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She'd disappeared from my life as randomly as she'd stumbled into it. Flipping the envelope over, I again read the return address and wondered who the hell sent this kind of information through the fucking mail. Clary, White, & Boyd—that's who. "Mr. Carpenter, are you okay?" The little girl from across the street pulled my thoughts back to the present, and my hand from my head when she tugged on my elbow. I realized I'd been standing in the same spot since I'd opened the letter and had yanked my hair by the roots since I'd begun reading.

No one noticed my entry. I went to the non-fiction section of the library. I was looking for NF 107. One by one, I looked at the spines. Where is that? I'm praying the book is still here. I spent a few minutes going back and forth through the books until I saw what I was looking for. I smiled. I picked up the thick book. I dusted it off. During the period of placement here, the book was not listed in the library. And no one knew that this book existed. It’s been almost a year since I put it here. A dark green hardbound cover. No title. I opened it and took out an SD card. I looked around first before I put it in my jacket pocket.

I came back at eleven-fifteen with the parcel. I put it on the floor outside her door. I did not knock. I did not leave a card, because a card would have required me to write something and anything I would have written would have been either insufficient or excessive and I did not want to be either of those things. The books were the message. The six books wrapped in paper by a man named Arthur who had understood from a description of worn spines and medieval businesswomen that she read to feel less alone, these were the complete and sufficient message and anything added to them would have been a reduction.

Mira even said the last one was sent a day before Carlo came by my company. "Thank you girls." I immediately exited Geraldine's office and walked to mine. Moments after I'd settled in, I began to check each postcards carefully, smiling and crying between his handwritten notes while I peered through each letter to see if he'd left me a link to him either via contact, email or even office or home address. Some minutes later, I was crying again in my office, the pile of postcards staring back at me. Why? Because, Carlo hadn't left me any link.

The pain of her absence weighed heavily upon him, a constant ache that refused to subside. As he contemplated his next move, a servant entered the room, bowing respectfully before presenting him with a sealed envelope. The parchment bore no sender's name, adding an air of mystery to its contents. Liam's curiosity piqued, and he broke the seal, unfolding the letter with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

Auxel, who was closest to the chair, immediately opened the goodie bag, and took out two books that were quite thick. As he flipped through the book, he saw the title of a novel that had made his travel across America just to get it. "Crazy!" the man said involuntarily. Brandon immediately picked up the book, and his eyes opened wide. "Axel, where did you get this novel?" "It's no longer in production because Little White Rose is on hiatus. In fact, we read this novel in turn from the community we joined." Axel didn't answer immediately, he chose to enjoy the taste of caramel macchiato that always made him happy.

Strong winds were everywhere. Susan opened her door. She checked the mailbox in front of the house. The magazine he ordered should have arrived. As she had imagined, the shipment had arrived. There was one more letter in the mailbox. Exactly the red heart box. There were no stamps on the packing of the box. No sender name on it. "Strange. What box is this?" Susan said.

I said. “I have no idea where it is,” “Ade can show you,” “Follow me,” she stated. Then again I have left there all alone in my office with a stack of paperwork but the box on the desk had intrigued me like there was a pull towards it. It could be a bomb but I couldn’t care because the curiosity was killing me. I opened up to see a stack of books. The first one was the Spanish love deception. I had yet to read it but someone knew that and sent it to me. Opening it carefully, it was signed by Elena Armas and read a little note.

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