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I think I would be okay even if I don't eat, as long as I can buy a book. I immediately went to the classic books section. These books are expensive because there are only a few copies left of them... I bit my lower lip and immediately took the book The Catcher in the Rye. I've wanted to buy this for a long time. I've already read it in an ebook. But I still want a physical copy. I looked at Luca and showed him the book. "Let's pay for it now." Luca's forehead creased. "Is that all you want?"

a children’s book can be. How much can be learned from it and how much useful advice can be found in it. I close my eyelids and lie down on my side, covering my frozen body with a fresh, fragrant quilt. I love the smell of lavender. I associate it with happiness, a sense of security, love… with my mother. I don’t have the strength or desire to go to the bathroom and take a bath. Today, or more precisely the evening, has completely depleted my energy reserves. After a dozen minutes or so, I notice that I keep rolling from side to side. I think about the blue of the flickering flames, instead of relaxing and falling asleep. There are thousands of questions swirling around in my head, and ever

She points a playful finger at me, her smile kind. Taking the hint, I retreat to the living room, feeling slightly rebuffed but understanding her concern. Not really in the mood for TV, I wander over to the massive bookcase and pull out “Emma” by Jane Austen, I've been wanting to read it since I finished “Pride and Prejudice” but we didn’t have it at the Beta’s house, and our school library didn’t stock it either. Feeling a little spark of joy at my small find, I curl up on the sofa to start reading, letting the quiet of the room wrap around me like a comforting blanket.

I say. "Sure thing." She stands up from the dining table and walks out. In my bedroom, I sit on my bed thinking about almost everything. "Sitting here feeling depressed won't help me in anyway," I say out loud and head downstairs to grab a book from my dad's shelves. I choose one that I've never read before, one that's about the first world war. Yeah, pretty boring but, I need something to put me to sleep very fast. Without wasting time, I'm back in my room in a jiffy and change into my tiny shorts and tank top. I lie down on my bed and start reading.

She giggles at my joke and sets the bag on the end of the bed. "Good morning, Leena. I'm glad to see you in much better spirits. How are you feeling?" I put the book back down on the nightstand and sigh. "Firstly, I'm extremely bored! This is the only book I have to read and I can't even get to the library to find more." "I can do that for you, any preferences? Or do you want me to surprise you?" My eyes light up with joy. "Oh yes please! Most definitely surprise me! Thank you so much!"

What I needed to do was take time to get the heck out of my head. I dropped my phone back on the nightstand and looked around my room, wanting, no, needing to find something to steal my attention. I stood up from the bed and walked into the walk-in closet, specifically towards the bag of books I had lying around. Yes. This would help. I pulled the first book from the pile, a fantasy romance I haven't had the privilege to read yet, and walked back to my bed. I sat down, leaning my back against the headboard, and opened the cover of the book.

Amazing, what is a better way to distract yourself than reading some dark romance books filled with smut. I got in the library and instantly felt a bit calm. Grabbing my favourite four books I got seated in a cosy comfortable corner, and started reading. An hour later I closed the fourth book in my hands as I groaned frustratingly. For god sake what's wrong with me? I couldn't even read a single book completely. I tried to read them for fifteen minutes and then put them aside while picking up another book. All of these books are my fucking comfort favourite books that I have re-read for so many times. The books whose MMC are my, to heart, book boyfriends.

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But just two or three were of my interest, so I choose to name it as my sweet little library. Tale of two cities, Tess of the d'Urbervilles, and Lord of the flies, just three choices, taking out the Tale of two cities, relaxing my back on the chair I was trying to read and enjoy the view. After spending half an hour trying to concentrate my mind on reading rather than thinking, all attempts failed. I wanted to see him; where the fuck he is. Keeping the book on the table, racing towards the door in a rage, I banged into something hard.