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“It's a good idea. I hadn't even thought of looking at non-game apps for ideas.” “It’s just the way my mind works,” I replied. “I’m always analyzing things like this. Sometimes I do it to websites, or to computer programs. I try to think about what I’d change to make something better or more enjoyable. I know I’m making myself sound like a total nerd here. It’s just something I do.” “I love it and totally understand,” he confessed. “I’m a bit of a nerd myself.” “Without your glasses, you don’t look like it.” I teasingly narrowed my eyes and took another bite of my ice cream with a grin. It was cold and delicious.

long moment, we said nothing. Then he whispered, voice thick with frustration, “I don’t want to do it, Jess. This selection is ridiculous.” My heart ached. I wanted to agree, to tell him to run from it all. But Queen Annabelle’s threat loomed like a storm cloud over my head. “Christian… you can’t back out. It’s tradition. You knew that once you turned twenty-one, you’d be expected to choose a future princess.” He looked away, his voice low. “It’s not my fault I haven’t found love.” I stared at him, willing him to *see* me. To realize that love had been right beside him all along. “What am I supposed to do? What if I don’t love any of them? Am I supposed to marry a stranger? Forc

I frowned, thinking about that aspect of my situation. "Why did you give your book that title?" A man towards the back of the room asked. "Oh, yes the title, so as you all know the title of my book is 'Everything Happens For A Reason', I suppose I chose it as I have a history of using that phrase and letting it be of comfort to me while growing up when small upsetting things would happen. And then of course, I got taken, and well I feel like it's a very hopeful phrase, but I definitely found myself using it as motivation to keep going during the months Noah had me."

Inside the Archive, the shelves moved with my breath. I passed by a book bound in velvet dusk. Its title: The First Time You Chose Softness Over Safety. Another: How You Loved When No One Was Looking. I reached for a third. It burned with light before revealing its name: What You Became When You Stopped Trying to Be Understood. I wept then—not from pain, but from reunion. The guide touched my shoulder. “There’s one more,” they said. They led me to a door I hadn’t noticed.

I blushed, shook my head, and cleared my throat. “I mean, I’ve been planning to give you since you solved the assignment. The book is very important, it costs the owner’s life.” “What?” he asked in surprise. He’s too young to know the story of the book. The book isn’t popular because it’s the author’s first book. He was a psychologist and also labelled a psychopath. What he wrote in the book was facts about human nature, how to read people and how to make them respect you at all costs as their boss.

“Since you’re back, are you going to pick the next book?” I blinked. “Me?” “Of course,” she said, smiling. “You’ve been gone. You deserve the honor.” Everyone nodded expectantly. I looked down at the stack of books on the table, my fingers brushing across their covers. My hand paused on a novel about love, identity and societal expectations. This book will give them a glimpse of what I passed through during my absence. I smiled softly. “How about this one?” Brent groaned. “Oh no, not another depressing tragedy. Can’t we read something with a hopeful romance?”

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