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I can't imagine spending time with him outside the hospital; I'd be too awed to speak. "All right, ladies!" Cindy taps a spoon against her glass to get our attention. "We're a book club, so we need to at least look like we're talking about this week's read." She reaches down to take a hardback book out of her bright pink beach bag. "Elin Hilderbrand's The Rumor-so much to unpack here. Who wants to start?" When none of us say a word, Cindy heaves a loud sigh. "Okay, children. I see you're going to make me work for this one. The book is told from four different points of view. Which did you relate to the most?"

The point was, they didn’t seem to mind my sporadic, off-the-wall quirkiness, and so they were the best friends I’d ever had. They hadn’t even balked when I announced we were going to start a book club together, and better yet, they hadn’t naysayed me when I’d picked out the first handful of books we’d read. They were completely fine with the fact that I’d chosen only happily-ever-after novels to discuss. So I had decided which day we’d first meet, and then—

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Compliments passed back and forth, smiles filled the air, and the amount of giggles would make you think you were at a teenager’s sleepover talking about the hottest guy on Teen Vogue. And I must say that it was a nice day. Book club went off without a hitch, and the exchange of ideas fueled more conversation about home, family, work, and life in general. And then we heard it. The salsa dance. The library was closing in thirty minutes. Again, now in fifteen minutes. And last call, time to pack up and go.

"What does my husband really want? Was he just confused on what he initially wanted but it suddenly occurs to him that his children should be borne by one woman. The same baby mama that he told me he never had anything to do with became his best choice. Few months later I'm still trying to fully understand why bad thing happened to good people. Is it that my happiness doesn't supposed to last? Why is my Joy always temporary? When I thought God has finally smiled at me then disaster will struck. I'm trying to forge ahead and not letting Joba's hurt and betrayal to dictate my happiness. I have submitted my credentials to different company and awaiting their call.

A little hope started to blossom in my heart till I heard Irvan speak, “You sisters have a death wish. I disagreed with your company. Now let your hands off me!” I heard him shout, a clap was heard, and we took our designated positions. Each clan was one alongside the other, minus the Skoll Clan. This wasn’t odd at all, as their clan was the farthest. I had stayed in my pose when the doors to a meeting room had opened above us. Our parents left the room, and as they did, Irvan gave Isabella his book. He extended his hand to me as we stood together to receive our parents.

The ladies all giggle and Julie stands, handing a new bookmark to each of us. "Yes. We figured we'd get you ones that suited you a little better." she says. The new one is dark blue with gold lettering that says 'Real men read dirty books'. I smile and look over at Ev who's showing Harper his excitedly. "These are great. Thank you." I say just as Bri nudges me. "Oh! Tell them your joke, love!" Harper says excitedly. Ev rolls his eyes before addressing the group.

There could be a slip up, I might just mistakenly say something I'd rather not say. One more reason why it was a kind of safe space with Kunle and Sophia. We talk about everything and yet, nothing. "Well, All books, all genres except sad fictions. I don't understand why books would have sad endings. Books like All the bright colors, The fault in our stars, We were liars and co. I hate reading those kind of books. I prefer books like Eleanor and Park, Holding up the Universe, A very large expanse of sea. Generally, light novels that'd just make me smile. A sun is also a star, books with breathtaking ending that'd make you feel things."

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Our own lives, like book discussions, are a constant debate formed by our choices, experiences, and the people we meet. Ravena nodded, her heart overflowing with thanks for the connections they'd made via books. "Yes, Lucian. Every interaction and discussion leaves a mark on our souls. They influence our viewpoints, test our preconceptions, and motivate us to improve." Friendships strengthened and talks flowed easily beyond the pages of books as their book club flourished. They shared personal victories and challenges, recognized affinities that went beyond the literary domain and found comfort in the power of human connection.