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Ri says as he walks up the last few steps. I walk up the last few steps and move to stand next to Ri. Natural light filters in through the room. The entirety of the walls is covered in books. In the middle of the room are white sofas and mahogany round coffee tables. "Wow. This is amazing." "It's my favorite part of the house," he says and moves to sit on the sofa's armrest. I walk to one wall eager to see the kind of books they keep. I skim through the names of books and they all classic novels. All of Jane Austen's novels from Pride and Prejudice to The Watsons, take up one shelf. Above that shelf are Oscar Wilde novels.

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"If you were being hunted down by the people who killed your family and you had no money, no ID, no way to travel anywhere, wouldn't you hide if you found somewhere safe?" "So let me get this straight - the helicopter crashed, someone rescued you, you stayed with them until you were discovered again, this unnamed person was killed, and you were brought back to Phoenix?" "Yes," I say, not liking how much of my story Ben is piecing together. "Then where does the hitchhiking fit in with this story?" My voice grows quieter as I remember the emotional ordeal of Ryan's illness and my

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“You'll have to do more than those words. Like a reassurance.” My brain short-circuited as a crazy idea formed. The kind of thing the old Morgan—the careful, play-it-safe Morgan—would never do. But that Morgan wouldn't have flirted with a man who screamed danger. Wouldn't have asked him out like her life depended on it. I'd read this idea in some dark romance book and convinced myself no sane person would do them. But here I am about to attempt it. Around us, passengers were standing. Grabbing bags from overhead compartments. The aisle filled with bodies shuffling toward the exit. Everyone focused on their own lives. Their own destinations.

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And he's everyone's crush. “Kai… I was just—” Lana started. “Pick up her books,” he said coldly, cutting her off. “Now.” Lana hesitated, then reluctantly bent and picked up my scattered books, shoving them into my hands before storming off with her friends. I stood there, clutching my books to my chest, heart racing for a completely different reason now. Kai turned to me. His expression was unreadable. “You shouldn't let people bully you, you should fight back” he said.

Manik smiles. The white Iru enveloping him vanishes. “Harasho is the most reasonable dogma. You can say that it projects the current life.” Manik reaches into his jacket pockets and draws their contents. There are two books on his hands. A pink book with a couple smiling at each other on a heart frame on the cover is on his right hand and a red book with a short hair woman crying on the cover is on his left hand. “Which Doujin do you like, Your Highness?” Manik asked.

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