Novel & Cerita In This Moment Book

It was a life emancipated from fear, and it belonged entirely to her. With each deliberate step they took, they relished the present, savoring each exquisite moment that lay before them. Thanks so much for reading! If you enjoyed this book, please consider leaving me a review!! xoxo

That's when I heard a flash and a sound. *Click* This is going to be the best moment in my life. It is. There's no doubt in that. .you loved in this book?

I explained as I smiled. “A few decades ago, Micah wrote a book in honors of our mother which had some occult practices and I think it was called ‘The enlightened.’” I said before I got up. “I need to go to the library.” I said as I got up as well as Azreal. “Thank you so much.” I said as I hugged Azreal who froze on my warm greeting. He hugged me back slowly before he relaxed his head on my shoulders. “You are welcome.” He said and I smiled.

This was it. This was the moment of truth. “I have made up my mind”

For this moment. That was enough.

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he answered, and this just made me even more curious to ask him more questions. “Even though you can order it, but then it would take days for it to get here and you need it right now, so you had to come here,” I answered, giving him an explanation, and he nodded in agreement, immediately locking in. “What’s the name of this book?” I asked, and he swallowed. “Just an old classic historical romance book; Rebellious Love by Maura Seger,” he answered, and I slowly nodded. “Okay then,” I said as I took slow steps away from him.

One moment at a time. ***

His words settled over me like warm rain. I let my fingers reach toward his, tentative but real. When our hands touched, it wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t cinematic. It was quiet and trembling and deeply human. In that moment, I did not feel victorious. I did not feel safe. But I felt present. Fully inside the moment. Fully seen. The world would come again. With headlines. With traps. With noise and precision and the sharp claws of their next move. But right now, we stood in a cracked courtyard, in a pale morning, with nothing but honesty between us.