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Anastasia just nodded and dismisses her. Sighing in defeat, she force herself to placed down the book for awhile. She was reading that book for almost three days. The title of the book is 'Belladonna'. As a reader and as a critic, she can say that the book was really good–no, it was incredible. It was well-written and the story plot was very interesting. But sadly, she cant read it continuously specially that her chosen profession was very demanding. So she doesn't have a choice but to read it part by part.

With a final satisfied nod, she admired the colorful display. Unbeknownst to her, a pair of eyes watched from across the room—silent, curious, calculating. She had worked at this little independent bookstore for just over a year, ever since graduating university. It wasn’t the career she had envisioned, but it offered a comforting simplicity. The scent of paper, the rustle of turning pages, the quiet shuffle of feet on worn wooden floors—these were the constants that anchored her. They made her feel like she belonged in a way she hadn’t since crossing the stage in cap and gown.

She kept looking up and down, left and right of her. The palace was really modern, decorated with ancient scriptures and statues, which made her eyes shine with delight; she wanted to capture every single view in her eyes for forever. Perhaps this is a dream that she is having, or perhaps it is a real whatever it maybe but she wishes to capture every scenario for use in her novel. Maidens were annoyed by her clumsy behaviour as she turned her head to take in every view. They were figuring out by Yona's behaviour and her attire that she was not from there .

- KILLIAN - I close my novel and stretch my arms. This book ended nicely. It was no way romantic or filled with any sort of illusion of love, just a great story line with good action and gore. My type of thing. My gaze falls on the lady by my side. On a normal day, she’d be asleep but she’s not. It’s been hours if I’m not mistaken and she hasn’t moved an inch from her position on the bed, nor is she reading so why on earth is she awake?

After reading it, she bit my lower lip and still wanted this book very much. I smiled and said, “If you like this manuscript so much, then I will give it to you. Take it home and read it.” She looked at me in disbelief. “Really? I wanted to borrow it just now, but you refused. And now you are willing to give it to me?” I nodded. “We are destined. “Thank you, Miss!” She said, “Miss, you are really beautiful. Do you know that? Every time I read a novel, I always imagine the appearance of the female lead. I think you have the appearance of all the women in the novel, so beautiful.”

But obliging my curiosity, she tilted the cover and let me read the title. “How to lose an alien prince in 30 days?” I read out loud, frowning. “Sci-fi?” I’d pegged her as more of a murder/mystery myself. “No, romance,” she replied, never taking her eyes off the page. I tried to hide my surprise. She didn’t look like the type of woman who believed in “knights in shining armor” or “love conquers all”. She looked rational, strong, and independent. But it had me wondering what she DID believe in…

She asked Alex about his investor call, made jokes at my expense, and generally acted like a woman who belonged exactly where she was. This was who she was meant to be. Confident. Happy. Free. And watching her come into her power was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever witnessed. Later, after the dishes were done, I found her in the library, curled up in one of the leather chairs with the copy of Pride and Prejudice that Alex had given her. "Good book?" I asked. She looked up, marking her place. "I've read it a dozen times, but it never gets old. There's something comforting about stories where everything works out in the end."

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It's going to be bad for her if she skips a meal. I sat on my chair beside her and tried to look at what she's reading. Mmm, it's a novel. And based on her preferences of genres, it is for sure, having a gxg relationship. Well, I wonder who is the lucky girl that she has been dating. She better not make this girl cry, or else I would really be haunting her.

She could do a lot of things. Instead, she picked up the embarrassing romance novel and walked to the window seat. --- The book was terrible. The dialogue was overwrought. The hero was impossibly handsome, and the heroine was impossibly naive, and the plot required a series of coincidences that would never happen in real life. Elara loved every page. She read until the morning light shifted to afternoon. She read until her eyes grew tired and her stomach reminded her that breakfast was a distant memory. She read until she stopped seeing Isabella's tight smiles and Viktor's watchful eyes every time she blinked.