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Then typed: [Okay. Twenty minutes later, Alex's Bentley pulled up. He clocked my puffy eyes and frowned. "Crying again? FDA said no?" I looked away. He sighed and reached in for a hug. I flinched. His hand hovered, confused. "I... I'm just tired," I said, forcing a smile. "Think I'll skip it tonight." "You can't," he said, soft. "Big medtech names will be there. Could help your project." Help Lily Hartway line up her next partner, more like.

That counts for something, right? My name is Annalise McDermott. And for the record, I am a nerd. A hopeless romantic. A person who believes in love even when it clearly hates me back. This is my playbook, a chronicle of terrible timing, questionable decisions, and the kind of love that shows up when you least expect it, usually right after you've sworn you’re never falling in love again. So here is a little friendly advice: do not follow my advice. At least not until the very end.

I'd die of embarrassment before either of them could kill me themselves. "I can't." I told him honestly, looking as downcast as I felt. He sighed, reaching into his desk drawer. He rummaged through it, trying to find something in particular. He pulled out a little book that said How To Ask For Help 101. He held it out for me to take. "This is for you." "Seriously?" I made a face at the title. "Give it a chance, there might be something inside that could help you." He pushed the book into my hand, making me frown.

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The one thing that she turns to when she needs an escape from her reality at the moment. “You must have something.” Gabe prombts her. “An old, worn out copy of Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë that I keep in between my mattresses so that no one will find it and take it from me. Reading that book always brings me comfort.” And gives her hope. It makes her feel so much better to read it.

Slowly, carefully, he lifted the book from its pedestal. “Got it," he whispered triumphantly. The eBook felt historical, its cover worn but still vibrant with problematic designs. He opened it to the first page, eyes scanning swiftly. The text changed into written in an antique dialect, but Michael had studied enough to apprehend the gist. This e book held secrets and techniques, powerful ones that might exchange the whole thing.