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“A walk sounds refreshing.” They moved down the stairs in silence. At the bottom, Gabe asked, “Where are Aunt Martha and Rebecca this afternoon?” “Aunt Martha has a headache, so has taken to her bed, and Rebecca,” he paused, rolling his eyes, “she has been in a fit ever since she found out Lady Sarah role was played by Emiline’s maid all this time. Rebecca left a little while ago with her own personal maid to do some shopping. That’s what your cousin does when she’s upset, you know.”

“Thanks. Gonna need brain-bleach to get rid of that image.” Cassie chuckles and takes a half-bow. “My pleasure.” I sigh, doing my best to repress images of Martha Wilkins (all three-hundred pounds of her) enjoying the latest Mills & Boon novel, say Midnight in the Desert, Midnight in the Summer, or, predictably, Midnight in the Harem. “All right, then. You’re free. Nothing coming until Monday morning. Got a shipment of comic books due. The York Book Emporium from Pennsylvania is sending us some of their overstock.”

I doubted that I could have done it. I lay in Sydney’s arms staring at that green glow on the ceiling until I began to wonder about the glow itself and realized it was coming from a tiny light on Martha’s laptop computer. I pressed the switch on the arm of her bed and raised the head high enough for me to read without awakening Sydney. Lifting the lid on the laptop, I found that it was on and that Martha had been working last on her novel. There were now one hundred seventy-three pages. I pulled the computer stand closer to me, shifted back to the beginning of the story, and began reading.

Mary was the one who introduced that kind of book for her. She said, "My friend in Marquess Baker's household said that this was the most popular book in nobility." Mary was enjoying herself by sightseeing since it was her first time to got out from the Capital. When the carriage was reached the border of Capital and small town called Pine, the rain was pouring hard. Forced them to find a shelter because the horses was refused to walk any further. They stopped at a small inn and Cecilia rent the whole building for a day because the rain isn't stopped even the nights was come.

I don’t know anymore…’ Rose was having a slight headache thinking about this and also cramming in the magic books. “Rose, are you okay?” Cecilia suddenly asked. “Oh, yes, I’m fine.” Rose said. “Maybe we should take a break? I’ll get the maids to prepare some tea and snacks if you want.” “Oh, that does sound good.” “Alright then, Marie.” Cecilia called out. Marie, the red haired maid, who had been sitting on a bench close by immediately responded and stood up, “yes milady,” and she left the library with quick steps.

I had stood my ground, and the sky had not fallen. ​AMARA'S POV ​Late that evening, the library had grown dark, the fire in the hearth burning down to a pile of glowing red embers. I was packing up my notes when Martha slipped quietly into the room, ensuring the hallway behind her was completely empty before she closed the door. ​She walked toward me with quick, hushed steps, her hands tucked anxiously into the folds of her apron. ​"My lady," Martha whispered, her voice laced with a strange, nervous energy.

Pratt standing by the door. “Miss Hart, you’re here for books?” Mrs. Pratt said cheerfully. “Yes,” Ella replied, guessing she was accompanying Christine. Seeing the books in her hands, Mrs. Pratt smiled. “You really enjoy reading these, huh?” “Just a hobby, looking casually,” Ella said. “I have a related book. Let me give it to you,” Mrs. Pratt said, pulling one from her bag. Ella recognized it as a niche book—untranslated and unpublished in Country A.

I run around the other side, take the paper from him and run across the room. — Cecilia! he yells and gets up from his chair. I let out a little scream and run across the room away from him. “Give me that paper back, girl,” he orders through clenched teeth. I jump on the bed and stand in the middle of the mattress. thomas tries to grab my ankle and I walk backward until my back is against the wall. “Cecilia, I don't have time for this,” he growls, but I ignore it and start reading the spreadsheet again. — Cecilia!

Right? "How about Wonder Woman book?" Kevin's question was like my savior because it attracted Martha's interest. "I have a Wonder Woman book here. Do you want this?" He offered while thrusting the book toward her. Martha stared at the book. And it felt like the longest few seconds of silence I had encountered lately. And it paid when she nodded and took the book from Kevin's hand. "Thank you, Uncle." "Do you want me to read it for you?" She nodded again, and now both of them were walking toward the corner.

I opened it and read through it. " Martha Hemsworth, former cheer captain at Brookdale high. Born in coastvile, age 23. Hmm, the bad girl Is 23 years old." I said and read through her document. " Stop reading her school file Riley." Bethany said, opening her closet. She saw a box that looked enchanted with shiny rocks. " What Is this?" Bethany asked. I stared at it dazed. She tried to open it with her hair pin but it didn't. Instead it bent out of shape.