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It's late summer, fall is just around the corner. “You love reading, you'd be so happy if I brought a book when I go home after work. You will read books wherever you are. In the room, the reading room, you spend a lot of time in the greenhouse reading.” I smiled a little, I do love reading. To be more precise, I like new things, and for me reading books is the only place where I can learn new things. Especially fiction. “You like fictional books.” My eyes rounded at this. Ah, he really is my partner.

He smiled, and I felt the burn of the bright blush creeping over my cheeks. “I’m afraid I’m pretty boring.” I shrugged. “I’m nothing like your mother. I wish I was, but if that is what the pack was hoping for, they are going to be disappointed.” He tensed up beside me, but I continued when he kept quiet. “I love to read. Nothing major. Just normal romance novels.” “You do realize that those novels just give you ladies high hopes about real romance.” He frowned, making me laugh. “I know, but a girl can dream, can’t she? Besides, just look at your parents and how their story played out. Isn’t that the perfect example of a novel romance?” I tilted my head to one side and Liam smiled.

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I glared, pulling her back, stopping her from walking further. She nodded. "Well, that's what you are." I couldn't help but laugh, shocked. "Why are you like this? You are really weird." "Weird? How am I weird?" She blinked. "Let's say... you are like a novel written with foreign languages that I can't read." I replied, smiling at her. "I know you don't read novels." She disputed, quite sure of what she said. But, no. She was wrong. I was a bookworm since childhood. I loved books, novels, and fantasies. I had a library in my house that was filled with about hundreds of books.

Shadrack replied as his eyes scanned the whole single room which only has a bathroom inside. Looking at her well tied bed with all pink stuffs, Shadrack smiled. Typical girl pink color everywhere. He murmured to his self. Apart from the bed, his eyes also rested on a chair and a small table that's well organized with books and novels. Do you have literature classes. He asked her. Nop why Alia answered and then inquired. Why so many novels do you really read them all?shadrack asked. I used to back then but now l found online novels more easy to read. I can read them anywhere with just my phone not bothering to take a book or laptop with me. Alia answered.

My thoughts quickly drift back to the stack of novels, and I reach for my tote bag, pulling out the first book my hand touches. Reading romance novels is not exactly good for my mental health, but I cannot seem to stop myself. They make me laugh, they make me cry, and sometimes they make me wish for something similar in my own life. But deep down, I know that is just a fantasy. I know I cannot have it, not now, maybe not ever.

His words made me glad, but I tried to appear indifferent. "Novels." I said, and he squinted his eyes in apparent confusion. "Sorry?" "Novels. I love to read novels. My hobby." I explained, and he grinned. "I wouldn't outrightly say that my hobby is reading novels, but it is definitely part of the things I love to do in my spare time."

I bought so many books that I had to build a mini-library in the shop, and that's when Henry began to read them as well. But there was one thing I noticed about the books he was reading. It was always those "abandoned by the woman he loves, so the male lead gets revenge by getting stronger," type. People, in my opinion, read novels that describe a tale that is similar yet wildly different from their own. People who want to fall in love read romance novels, while those who want to be adventurous read adventure tag books. So I had a feeling. "Say, Henry, have you been rejected by your crush or something?" As soon as I asked, Henry had the book in his hands.

One notable thing about her is that she is usually thoughtful. I slipped into the nightgown and walked to the drawer. I opened the second drawer and looked at the books inside including a few novels. I picked up one of the novels. It was a romance novel which is my favorite genre. I sauntered to the bed and lay on it. I opened the book and started reading. As I read, from time to time, I stole glances at Melody. She was engrossed in her knitting. I read a few pages of the novel before I drifted off to sleep.