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The prince asked. "Like what I've said, it was my first time. That time, I am not fully aware about my ability yet. So I was really confused and afraid at the same time. My role that time–is like what Lady Doreen is experiencing right now. I was the special reader." "Special reader?" Anastasia asked. "Yes." "How will you know if your a special reader then?" "It happens between the author and the reader. A special connection between them. Like us, I found out that it was not the first time that I met him. We already met from the human world but we're both not aware of it."

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Unless. Me Ramon? hopelessronantic Correction. Mr. Lawrence. You must be kidding me! Ramon is this reader? The reader who has been motivating me? The reader who has been saying all these sweet things on every, single chapter? The reader who has been coming to my defense when I get attacked? Fighting all my online battles every chance he gets! Unbelievable! Before I can digest the shocking discovery, my phone blows up that moment. My mother is calling me. I receive the call without any hesitation.

The quietness of it had a different quality from the quietness of an empty room - the quality of something that has been said and cannot be unsaid, of a direction chosen that has closed the alternative directions behind it. I sat back down and opened my laptop. I went to the article. Not searching for weaknesses in it, not looking for the sentence that could be challenged or the paragraph that could be reframed. I read it as a reader would - as someone encountering it without prior knowledge of the person at its center, without any investment in how it reflected on anyone in particular. She had not named me.

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Rachel's heart skipped a beat as she read the intimate words scrawled across the page, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. She knew she shouldn't be reading someone else's private correspondence, but the temptation was too great to resist. As she delved deeper into the letter, Rachel found herself captivated by the raw honesty and vulnerability of the writer's words, each sentence revealing a glimpse into their deepest desires and fears. With each passing word, Rachel felt herself drawn further into the writer's world, their emotions echoing her own innermost thoughts and feelings. She couldn't help but marvel at the depth of passion and longing that permeated

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The gray-coated man quietly whispered, "It remembers you." Adrian stopped. "I've never seen this book." The stranger looked into his eyes. "No." "But it has seen you." A low hum filled the island. The first page slowly turned by itself. The second page... was completely blank. Not a single word. Not a single mark. Only a tiny sentence appeared at the bottom. Place your hand here. The First Reader immediately raised his voice. "Don't." "If the book accepts you..." "...there will be no turning back."