Resisting Alpha Damon
Other shelves have folktales, and even romance novels.
“Since when have this library being here?” I marvel at its sheer size, joy swelling in my heart before a sudden pang grips my heart.
Damon, my love, may never be able to see this library with me. When he's gone, we won't be able to read together, eat together or make love.
The realization hits me hard, and I cry harder, overwhelmed by a mix of emotions.
Sinking to the floor amid the books, I let the tears flow, the pain of living without him seems unbearable.
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