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she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. She snickered again. “Am I missing something? I just don’t get the hype around reading books,” she commented. “I find it weird when someone can’t seem to live without reading. Honestly, I think it’s a total waste of time.” “You do not know what you’re missing!” Alaric exclaimed, his voice rising. He let out a soft scoff, his eyes locked intensely on hers. “Reading is not a waste of time. It never was, and it never will be,”

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But his tone wasn’t accusing. Just observational. “Rare things often draw attention.” I nodded. “They already have.” “I imagine they will continue to.” His voice remained calm. “Some people will talk.” His gaze sharpened slightly. “Sometimes from fear.” “Sometimes from jealousy.” He paused. “But rarity is not the same thing as wrong.” The words settled heavily in the quiet room. “The most important measure of your worth,” he continued gently, “is not what others decide to say about you.” His grey eyes held mine steadily.

They walked along quiet streets, stopped in bookstores, ate pastries on a bench overlooking a river that moved without hurry. “Do you think this is what we were running toward?” Eli asked. Lena watched the water. “I think this is what we were running past.” That night, back home, Lena wrote in her notebook again. I used to think worth had to be defended. Now I think it reveals itself when you stop arguing. She closed the book and didn’t reread it. The project continued. So did their days. Nothing exploded. Nothing collapsed. And that, Lena realized, was the miracle.

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One voice was cut off sharply by another intense voice. “Without a price, I’m not sure if I’m willing to sacrifice that much time and money. It’s much more than we usually do.” “Vince, you’d be crazy not to accept. Do you realize how much money this could make us?” Landon mentally noted the two voices sounded different and especially clung to the sound of Vincent’s voice. “You think I need to worry about money? I’m talking connections here. Arroyo is really sloppy when it comes to his deals.”