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As she laid on her bed while doing her homework, a notification about a text message, popped into her cellphone. Her cellphone chimed and it’s screen lit up. Drawing Belle’s attention to it. She picked up the cellphone which was on the bed beside her and read the text. It was a text message from her friend, Love. “Hey Belle, come online! There’s juice to spill and it can’t wait,” the text message read. Belle was curious. She wondered what the juice might be and so, she hopped online immediately to check it out. Getting online, she found pictures and videos of Gen being sent out literally everywhere.

He was steady, warm, something that I haven’t had in a long time. These few days that I have been here have been better than the whole years that I have been married to Zephan. With Harl, it felt like he could read through me, see me in places that I couldn’t be seen. And it wasn’t just sexual, it was the fact that I felt comfortable with him. I could make mistakes, I didn’t have to be the perfect picture acting like a perfect wife, to keep an image that isn’t mine. With Harl, I am Larissa, the girl who loves nature, who laughed… who told quirky jokes.

At the bottom of the shelf, though, were a handful of romance novels—in English, no less. I pulled out a historical romance by a favorite author of mine. I hadn’t read this one, and I’d already finished the one romance I’d brought with me. I was a total bore and preferred to read printed books still. Probably because they smelled nice. If e-readers could let out a puff of new-book scent, though, I’d buy one in a heartbeat. “The Seduction of Miss Emily Morris,” Olivier read over my shoulder. “That rather gives the plot away, no?”

Not really. Their sessions took place three evenings a week in the Harlow family’s library. Tall bookshelves rose on every wall, their leather spines glowing warmly under the fireplace’s flicker. Rain drummed steadily against the high windows that night, blurring the outside world into streaks of gray. Elise stood behind Daphne’s chair, leaning over the mahogany desk to trace a finger along a quadratic equation. The girl’s hair smelled faintly of vanilla and rainwater. Every time Elise inhaled, the scent settled low in her stomach, warm and unwelcome.

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