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The peace lasted about thirty seconds. "What are you reading?" I nearly jumped out of my skin. My book snapped shut in my hands as I looked up. Owen stood there, hands shoved into his pockets, his boy-next-door smile tugging at his lips. He plopped down beside me without asking, his shoulder brushing too close. "Wuthering Heights," I said, flashing the cover like it was proof I was not in the mood for company. "Classic." His smile stretched wider. "Ever read it before?"

Dahlia on the other hands my helplessness fun and she can’t help giggling. ‘13 going, OH! 30.’ My eye linger on this for a while but I pass. ‘The girl Next door’ I pass. ‘First Daughter’ pass ‘Wuthering Heights!” Now this one grips my attention, probably because I’ve heard the book classic back in high-school days. Dahlia and I settles for wuthering Heights. After going over the necessary procedures, we are in the dimly lit movie room with a host of other people. I’ve never been a much more cosy place.

"I need something to occupy my mind, not sedate it, little bird. Something dramatic, passionate, maybe a classic tragedy." ​We paused in front of a section devoted to foreign literature. ​"How about Wuthering Heights?" I suggested, pulling the dense volume from the shelf. "All-consuming passion, deep obsession, and tragic consequences. A perfect distraction." ​He took the book from my hand as his fingers brushed mine. A contact that lasted a mere second but felt like an electric jolt. I immediately hid my hand behind me. He weighed the book in his hand, not looking at the title but at me.

Instead, he took the book and flipped it open, his fingers brushing over the pages. “Wuthering Heights,” he mused. “Passionate. Obsessive. Toxic.” His eyes flickered back to hers. “Sounds familiar.” Vivian’s breath caught in her throat, but she refused to let him see her falter. “Read the passage,” she ordered. Ethan held her gaze for a moment longer before finally turning his attention to the text. But even as he read, his voice laced with something dangerously smooth, Vivian knew one thing for certain.

he said with a faint smile, settling onto the sofa opposite me. I watched as he reached for the stack of magazines and books on the center table, his fingers pausing when he picked up Wuthering Heights. A familiar nostalgia tugged at me as I saw the worn-out cover in his hands. “Wuthering Heights?” he said, glancing at me. “You’ve read this?” “Of course I have,” I replied, leaning back against the cushions. “It’s one of my favorites. Though I have to admit, it’s not the easiest story to love.”

--- I couldn’t bring myself to turn back. Part of me almost wanted to believe him. Back in my room, I scoured through my old copy of *Wuthering Heights,* hoping to find some distraction. It didn’t work. My gaze drifted to the door and the hallway beyond it, wondering if this was far from over. I curled up on the bed, clutching the book as if it could shield me from what lay ahead. Outside, the wind picked up, and a distant rumble of thunder rolled in. A storm was on the way.

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This is the part where I take all my feelings and hide 'em 'Cause I don't want nobody to hurt me I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhale Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well Still no luck, but oh, well I still try even though I know I'm gon' fail It's stress on my shoulders like a anvil Perky got me itching like a anthill Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn Hill Sometimes I don't know how to feel "I can't breathe." A few hours later I woke up in a better mood and got ready for school. I made myself a bowl of cereal and some juice. Around 7.am I got my bag and went to school forgetting about the nightmare. Once I arrived at school I settled in the back seat as usual and got a book ou

“Deal. Though, if you do fall off, I’ll quote something dramatic from Wuthering Heights to make it a tragic moment.” “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that,” I muttered, but his playful words made me feel a little more at ease. “Also, Wuthering Heights? I don't think I’ve read that.” “It’s an amazing novel about destructive and flawed love,” he explained, getting onto the motorcycle. “The story revolves around the intense and tumultuous relationship between Heathcliff, an orphan, and Catherine Earnshaw, the daughter of his adoptive family.” “Drama! I guess I’ll have to read it,” I said once I was strapped in behind him, holding on tightly.

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.