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Her fierce demeanor. Thank you for the votes and reviews. You guys helped me get 3rd place in the contest. We have a few more chapters before this story closes to an end. Don't worry, you will find out soon more about Dominic and Elizabeth. Book 2 in the series Baine Family: Love and War is out with few chapters until I complete this. Finally My own Love. Again thank you for your patience and I promise to update as soon as possible.

“And acting skittish about it?” Letting out an irritated grunt, she explains. “Let's just say years ago the council grew scared the book could mistakenly get out to humans if discovered, so it was banned from society and burnt to ashes. Or at least, the copy of the book was burnt. A long time ago-” She hesitates, staring at me for a brief second, before continuing. “An ancestor of mine wrote this book and no one has any idea I have the only original with me. If anyone finds out I have this in my possession my entire family would be punished and I can’t let that happen, they’re already facing enough being defects.”

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My eyes stayed forward this time. Later that day I felt the urge to read a novel . It's been a while. Years actually. I stopped when I got a phone because there was no need anymore. But now it felt like the phone was just distracting me more than helping. So I picked up a novel I brought from home. I had never opened it before, so it was a bit dusty. The title read "Behind Her Eyes". Sounds mysterious. I didn't even know when I fell asleep. A knock on my door woke me up.

The first thing Sophie did after opening her eyes was lock onto me on the sofa. I looked at her innocently. "Sophie, what are you talking about? I don't understand." She pushed herself upright, unwillingness filling her voice. "Why didn't you properly analyze the World Cup that day?" I scratched my head in confusion, my face flawless. "The World Cup book had already been handed entirely to you. "I thought it had nothing to do with me, so I didn't think about it anymore."

“I am an old fellow, I won't look my eyes out; but I'1l call everybody this minute, let others stare at you.” “I'11 come down!” cried Basira. With that, Zastar turned toward the side of the house. “As God lives, somebody is coming!” said he. In fact, from behind the corner appeared young Adam Novoveski, who, coming on horseback, had tied his beast at the side-gate and passed around the house himself, wishing to enter through the main door. Basira, seeing him, was on the ground in two springs, but too late. Unfortunately, Sir Adam had seen her springing from the ladder, and stood confused, astonished, and covered with blushes like a young girl. Basira stood before him in the same way, till a

**Homecoming** The familiar scent of home—the faint aroma of Claire’s lavender candles, the comforting smell of old wood, and the lingering hint of last night’s rain—filled the air as the Hayes family finally stepped through their front door. Despite the exhaustion from the relentless chase and the constant threat looming over them, the warmth of their home brought a fleeting sense of safety. For the first time in what felt like ages, they were back where they belonged. But the sanctuary of their home was tempered by the reality of the battles still ahead.

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

I stared at the hopeful face in the photo before looking up at the clear blue sky outside the window. A gentle breeze drifted through, carrying the fresh scent of the plants. I set my book down and took a sip of my drink. All the toxic people and their drama were far behind me, no longer able to disrupt the peaceful life I had rebuilt with my own hands.

A call from home came through. "Adam, dinner's ready. Could you pick up some yam on your way back?" "Sure, Mom." My steps grew lighter, my pace quickened, and I jogged into the subway station. It felt as if I could already smell the aroma of dinner waiting at home. After taking so many detours for over a decade, I finally reached the end of my dream path. Now… I truly had a home.