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There was nothing for me as they were all non-fiction. "Ahh!..." Finally my gaze fell on the book pride and prejudice. It looked like it was very old among one of the first editions seeing the withered pages. Vintage! I opened the book as the moment I laced my eyes on the first page of the book where it was written Alizey Shah someone's radiating voice echoed in the library as I already knew who it could be. Fahad Shah! His father and sir to me. "You seem quite interested in someone's property."

If she finds out that I spent the night with the King. Thinking about it my face started to burn, remembering everything we had done. He took me in different positions, giving me great pleasure in all of them. Johannes was deliciously wonderful. I was very happy and dying to read a beautiful novel, so I chose a human book, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. Yes I know. Darcy may not be considered an excellent man, but Elizabeth also has her flaws and I love to see how the two evolve during the plot. When the clock strikes noon, I get up and decide to go back to my room and wait for Johannes, as he wants to have lunch with me.

What about Phil and the promise I made to give him a chance? My mind was in turmoil to the point that I was getting a headache. I tried my best to not think of anything related to emotions and concentrate on what Mrs. Muncy was saying, which at the moment was our first assigned book. I couldn’t help but scoff at the irony as she held up “Pride and Prejudice”.

Now that I was better, he would have to ask me out again. I was waiting for him to do so … and for everything else that would follow. I glanced at the clock. It was 12 a.m. “Bedtime, babies!” I said to the twins. Mabel and Miles began protesting immediately. Mama started picking up their toys and art materials and putting them away. “I’ll tuck them into bed,” she said, eyeing the sheets of paper that I had scattered over the table. I nodded and they all left. The play was Pride and Prejudice and I was playing Elizabeth Bennet. In an effort to infuse more life into my adaptation of her, I purchased a digital copy of the book and began reading it. It had been one of my favorite novels when I w

"But how did you get the supplies to keep clean? How many pairs of clothes did you have? Did you change them whenever you take a bath or did you wait till your old clothes to rip before getting another pair?" "Do you have a phone? How did you spend your time there? Do you know what F******k is?" One of the guys asked, leaning forward to look at me curiously. I tilted my head in confusion. "We didn't have many books to read there…but I did read some romance novels. My favourite is 'pride and prejudice'." I replied with a smile. They all went silent for a moment and then looked at each other before bursting into loud laughter. I stood there not knowing what they were all laughing at. My cheeks

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“The library and debate club was my way of escaping from my demons. There was just a lot going on back then” She could see a tinge of sadness in his eyes as he recalled all that had happened. There was a lot that needed to be cleared up. What demons did he face back then? She wondered “My favorite book was Pride and prejudice by Jane Austen” “You have to be kidding me” his eyes lit up. “That was my favorite book too. I could have read it a thousand times” She smiled sadly, she saw him reading the book once at the library. The next day, she borrowed the book and kept reading it until it became her favorite book.

************ When I got home, I fed the boys dinner( MAC N CHEESE), bathed them, and read them a goodnight story. After showering, I slipped on some night shorts and a baggy t-shirt and climbed into bed with my favorite book. The Pride And The Prejudice by Jane Austen. The alarms caught my attention, and I placed the book down and ran into the hall. Carol came running down the hall toward me, a terrified on her face. "What's going on? What're the alarms for?" "The kingdom is under attack," "What?" "Grab the boys. I'll grab the other children. We must go to the saferoom,"

I ordered, then headed back to the bed. “You don’t have a preference?” she asked, sniffling back. “No,” I curtly replied. She walked over to the bookshelves, looking around, but kept glancing at me. I checked the time, and I had only two fucking hours before I needed to be up again. I’m going to be fucking selfish for once. She picked up a book, then walked back to her cushion and sat down. In her hands, holding Pride and Prejudice. I almost roll my eyes when she opens the first page. I’m drawn to what she’s reading.

Next to it, placed purposefully at the center, was a single book. Its cover gleamed softly under the chandelier’s light. Deep emerald leather, trimmed in gold. The title: Pride and Prejudice. Emilia froze. She turned slowly back to Max, blinking. “Is this…?” He nodded. “A first edition. Signed by Jane Austen herself.” Her mouth parted, but no words came. “I ruined your original copy in high school,” Max continued. “Dropped it in the fountain during that stupid dare. You were furious.”