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“Since like…you can leave the kids behind and go continue your education? And I’m kind of…attached to them right now?” “I don’t know,” Jackson says, heaving a sigh. “I’m not trying to be evasive – I just…honestly do not have an answer for that, Ari. I need…a lot of books. I may not sleep again until I’ve read them all. What do you think?”

Something that didn’t need to be measured. We walked through the city, winding streets that had changed over time but still carried the shape of memory. Julian had bought three books from the old shop near the corner—the one with the mismatched chairs and that particular smell of ink and paper that always reminded me of something too distant to name. I hadn’t bought anything. I didn’t need to. It had been enough to wander, to read the titles and trace the spines with my fingers. That was the kind of day it was. Not for needing. Just for noticing.

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I’ll have to accept whatever the conciseness to my failure is because losing Sebastian forever isn’t an option. For now, I’m going to head back to home. I can’t stare at another damn book. I need to get some rest. I pushed myself hard during training, and staring at these books is getting me nowhere right now. All they are doing is hurting my head. I slam the book I’m reading shut, and putting it back.

I needed a distraction, something to occupy my mind and make me forget about all the troubles and worries that plagued me. I looked around the room, searching for something to do, and my eyes landed on the stack of books I had collected over the years. I hadn't read any of them in a while, but now seemed like the perfect time to dive into one of them. I walked over to the bookshelf and ran my fingers over the spines, trying to decide which one to pick.

I slid into the cafeteria, spotting Tom and Ben, the marketing guys I spoke with yesterday, waving me over. “Hey, Aria! Mind if we join you?” Tom asked, already balancing a tray piled with food. “Of course,” I said, motioning to the seat beside me. Ben grinned, plopping down. “So, I read this article last night about kids barely picking up books anymore. It’s all tablets, smartphones… digital this, digital that.” I nodded, scooping a spoonful of rice. “Exactly. I mean, kids can read online, sure, but nothing beats holding a book, feeling the pages. There’s something about it, slows you down, makes you focus.”

I asked, nodding to the six books in the rack. " Yes. That one you're holding I have read three times. " " I'm not much of a reader. " " Yes, I still remember that! It's a shame though. " " I don't want to read. I want my phone. " I cried out, ignoring whatever he meant by that. " You do know it's not gonna work. " " Please." "You're wasting your time." " I can't continue living like this. " " How about we make a deal? You finish one book in the next three days then you'll get access to the internet? "

He will refuse to read it. Ayden said to her, trying to make her understand what it means to vote serious and calm at the same time: The book is just like the soul, if he feels you crying and wants you to read it, he will open it for you for sure. But if the book does not want you to read it, it will never open for you, no matter what you do, and you will not be able to open it or read it in any way. This is the nature of books here and here and you will get used to it later. A book is just like a person to know what's inside it likes to let you do this first, otherwise you'll never know no matter how hard you try.

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