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More… beautiful. I should’ve ignored it. I should’ve stayed in my comfort zone, read the book that was somehow already in my hands, and left before thinking about it too much. But of course, I didn’t. I walked closer. She didn’t notice me at first. Her fingers moved on the laptop trackpad, her lips slightly pursed as she read something on the screen, her brows furrowed like the world around her didn’t exist. I realized something. When she’s quiet, when she’s not busy hitting people or arguing, Belva Moguel has a calmness that’s almost… dangerous.

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She turned and went home. There were now three hours left. She threw out the last of her remaining belongings in the house. Then, she lay on the couch alone, watching the sunset fade behind the horizon. When there were two hours left, she opened her laptop and edited the photos she had taken earlier into a short video. The video was complete when it was the final hour. After watching it once through, she picked up the camera, turned it toward herself, and pressed the record button. She wanted to record a farewell letter—a message for Andre.

the lady lawyer whispered. II It was Friday and Yhera's schedule was quite tight. She had client meetings here and there and at night she committed herself to a movie date with her best friend Zarah. They were going to watch the most awaited part three of the Hunger Games, the Mockingjay. She loved that movie. As a matter of fact, she watched the part one and two of the said movie, twice. After half an hour of agony looking for a parking lot, Yher finally found one. Yhera sighed as she carefully parked her Montero. Zarah was already calling her, saying she got two movie tickets already.

"Alice was just a glitch in the matrix, a phony Cinderella. She couldn't stop a prince's true love!" "I'm so jealous of Helen having a guy that cute and sweet!" Mark, all smug, gave his hair a little flip. He did not see my disapproval coming. My smile vanished the second I laid eyes on him, and I spun around and bolted out the back door.

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He said, not sounding convinced. I turned my back away from him to face his bedside table and grabbed a book. I read the title, ‘See You In My Dreams’. Oh, I know this! “Hey, I’ve watched a movie version of this book! I didn’t know it was based on a novel. It was a great murder mystery film. And the plot twist was amazing! Did you know that the main character—”

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

'I was wondering if you could sign in my autograph book,' she said at the same time unzipping her backpack for the big book. 'Sure thing, you've got a book for autographs?' He sounded surprised. 'Yes.' She blinked. 'Is it not okay?' 'No, no, sounds . . . sensible, actually.' 'Thanks.' She handed him the book and he signed on the front page and then a blank page. 'Do you want anywhere else?' 'Yes! On my sketchbook . . .' She broke off, knowing she'd said something she shouldn't have. 'Oh, never mind,' she muttered.

My mind needs to just clear out for a moment so I can just relax. A few minutes later Ashlynn comes back with a large bowl of popcorn and two bottles of water. She smiles at me before she gets herself settled in my bed, setting the large bowl on her lap. She grabs the remote and presses play on the movie, which was Pride and Prejudice. I read the book back in high school but I don't remember it at all. "Do you like this movie?" I ask her. "I love the book, it's one of my favorites. I have never seen the movie though," she tells me. "I didn't even know there was a movie until earlier today actually."