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But I сhаngе mу mind whеn I ѕее the pages of thе first half of thе notebook are fіllеd wіth flоwеrу, cursive ѕсrірt. [Next POV: 'Blake' in Chapter 73]

Clang! The railing shook violently. It was bending and on the verge of breaking. Just as disaster loomed, my engine finally roared to life. I slammed the gas pedal, and the car dashed forward, breaking free from the crushing pressure. Upon seeing this, Gabriel’s face twisted with panic. He stomped the brake repeatedly before finally managing to stop his car. However, as his wheels screeched to a halt, he ran over a shard of broken glass that flew up and embedded itself deep in my thigh. I gritted my teeth as pain shot through me.

I asked, pointing at books on bookshelves that were written in the same style as the one in my hand. "Those are books printed in Braille." She replied calmly. "I was once blind. But after I turned into a werewolf, I regained my sight. I still like to read my old books though. My imagination runs more wild when I close my eyes and just let the story unfold beneath my fingers. Each raised dot carries a distinct presence, forming a delicate tapestry of information that only the fingertips can decipher."

The lights flashed in my eyes. I stared at the empty door and calmly walked toward a home that was not truly mine. The video of Jenny White breaking the hiking record played on the mall's big screen. In the video, my parents and Jared stood excitedly, cheering for her. None of them seemed to remember that I would be released today. After almost three hours of walking, I finally saw Jared. He rushed over. Upon seeing my limp, he went to support my arm. “Charlie! What happened to your leg? Did they do something to you inside?”

“So, you're just gonna ignore me the whole time?” Ave didn’t look up from her notes. “That was the plan, yes.” Blake snorted. “You’re terrible at multitasking, Ave. Watch this.” He took a random book from the stack she’d gathered, flipped it open and started reading out loud in an exaggerated voice. “‘The anatomy of intelligent automation—’” She snatched the book back. “You sound like a malfunctioning narrator. Please stop.” He leaned closer. “You’d like me better if I malfunctioned, huh? Let all the wrong things slip out.”

The house is quiet. Too quiet. Everyone is gathered around the dining table, books spread everywhere like a paper explosion. But the only sound is the soft rustle of pages as I open the book I found in my room, the one Liam gave me a few days ago and I somehow forgot existed. The prophecy book. My hands shake as I flip to the page that tugged at me the moment I touched it. The page that feels like it’s been waiting for me. The ink glows faintly, silver and blue, like it recognizes me. I swallow hard and read aloud.

At the top corner of the book, BL was written boldly. Rosa opened the book, and it was a BL comics full of explicit pictures of boys making out with boys. Rosa couldn't believe Ethan is into such fetish. "It must be related to a case he's working on," she thought. She saw that all the other books on his table except for some documents from work are like that. She wanted to take a look at his laptop when she heard the door opening. She quickly walked out of the study gently. Then she heard voices. "Babe, you didn't switch the lights off before going out this morning?" A voice asked.

I noticed that something was off about her tone, but then the talk about her boyfriend distracted me. I was happy for Laura. She found herself a partner, and he was rich too. She didn't need my support for her lifestyle anymore. After all, I was poorer than her. I thought it was a shame I couldn't see her in love. Then Laura said something weird. She was almost whispering, so I thought I was hearing things, but it sounded like she said, "It's fine. You'll get the chance someday." My colleague took me to the suite. Since I was blind, I was more in tune with my sense of smell now. I caught a whiff of Michael's scent. I was stunned. I wondered if I was already that dependent on Michael. This wa

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But I know deep inside that I don’t have the luxury or need to know. That’s not my purpose in her life. That’s not my assignment. "What book are you reading?” I asked her, gesturing at the book on the table. I noticed that it had two men on the front cover. “What is it about?” She points at the said book. "This one?" I took a sip from the cup then said, “Yeah.” “It’s a BL book.” I raised my brows. “BL book? What’s a BL book?” She smiled before answering and pursed her lips as she poured tea for me. She placed the pretty teapot on the tray and then looked at me with a funny look on her face. “BL book. It’s a book with illustrations of two grown men fucking.”