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“I’ll be fine, I’ll just wait for my turn over on the couch.” I make my way to the couch with a quick pit stop at the bar cart. As I begin pouring bourbon into a tumbler I hear her squeal with delight as she turns on the shower. “I didn’t even need to magic our shower goodies from home! He’s already stocked everything! What a wonderful man!” She shouts over the stream. I giggle and take a sip, sauntering towards the bookshelf nestled by the couch. I sit down and begin reading the titles to distract myself from my own mind. ‘Deimos - A Chronicle of the Demonic Agenda; Tyranny and Triumph - Autobiography of Rip Teller (Demon); Mystical Beings; Fae Hierarchy and Their Kingdoms..’ I am skimming

After our breakfast, Dime and I wanted to go to the bookstore to buy some books for our apartment, “Ready Dime?” I shouted as I grabbed my keys, “Coming!” Dime shouted back as she came stumbling down the stairs, Dime wore an emerald green bralette with black leggings and emerald green sneaker heels, “Looking hot there babes,” I said as I opened the door “You too,” Dime said as she looked at my outfit, I was wearing a silver bralette with a black fishnet shirt over the bralette with black jeans and silver sneakers. I drove Dime and me over to the closest Barnes and Noble,

said Damien curious . " It's boring to stay in the room without doing anything . It's not that annoying to only be cleaning without doing anything else but still........it gets boring and a person needs to have something for their own fun . Computers are already taken by others , there's not even a TV so........The only thing that I could do is , come to the library and read some books to entertain myself . " said Charlotte smiling . Damien looked at the book Charlotte was holding and noticed that it was a historical book with the legends of dragons .

The city sky had grown dark to a mellow gray, the kind that swathed everything in gentleness—buildings, trees, people. Rain still lingered in the air, shrouding the windows of **Chapter & Soul** in a soft mist. Inside, the world progressed more slowly, more softly. It was perfumed with old books, chamomile tea, and something sweet that Lena had baked and not labeled.

It was obvious he sounded puzzled. “Yes, I’ll be a successful entrepreneur in the future. Elena, you must feel regretful.” Aaron looked extremely arrogant, with his arms resting on either side of his waist. “I’m here, aren’t I? Why would I feel regretful?” “I’m very clear where you and your corporation stand. You’re staying in the same neighborhood as I do, and you’re stalking my life. Once you learned that I’m joining this dinner, you exhausted all your resources in order to get an invitation here.”

I interrupted him reassuringly. _____ The diner I picked was old, half-forgotten, and sandwiched between a boarded-up barbershop and a liquor store. It smelled like burnt coffee and syrup and grease—safe, familiar, noisy. The kind of place where secrets could be whispered without being heard. Melissa Thorne was already there, scribbling into a notebook with the frenzy of someone perpetually chasing a deadline. Her dark hair was piled into a messy bun, and her glasses perched at the tip of her nose like they were hanging on for dear life.

"How about lunch? I found this deli downtown that looks amazing." "Yes!" The answer flew out before I could think. "Oh my god, yes, let's go." We went. The deli smelled like heaven....bread, meat, pickles, spices....ordinary things that somehow felt extraordinary just because I was experiencing them with her. Darla kept bouncing on her toes while we waited in line, pointing out things on the chalkboard menu, grinning like she had discovered buried treasure. I couldn't stop watching her. Couldn't stop drinking her in.

I stood watching as he disappeared back down the road, the faint imprint of his boots already filling with snow. The drive into town was short, but every second dragged like my nerves were catching on every pine needle and shuttered window we passed. The town of Draven was tucked into a valley, half-forgotten by the world, and from the outside it looked like the kind of place that hadn’t changed in decades. Wooden storefronts with peeling paint. A bakery with faded lace curtains. A small post office. The clinic. The school. Somehow, it felt smaller than I remembered.

As I perused the books, I could feel Aidan’s gaze on me. The shop, much like the one downstairs, boasted an impressive selection. These were books to be enjoyed in the coffee lounge, not purchased or taken home. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached the romance novel section. So, Well Thumbed had these too. I wondered if they had hidden gems, perhaps something I hadn’t read or that Uncle Alex’s book club, Bound To Please, hadn’t discovered yet.