The Beginning

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The rain lashed against the quaint bookstore windows, a rhythmic counterpoint to Amelia's racing heart. Wedged between a towering shelf and a display of travelogues, she tried to calm her breathing. One wrong move, and a precariously balanced stack of romance novels would come tumbling down. Not exactly the dramatic entrance she envisioned for her first encounter with bookstore owner, Noah Thorne.

Noah, with his messy brown hair and a smile that could melt glaciers, was the reason Amelia frequented this independent bookstore far more than any self-respecting romance addict should. Today, however, she wasn't here to browse. Today, she was here to confront him.

Except, she wasn't entirely sure what she was going to confront him about. All she knew was a peculiar inscription scrawled on the flyleaf of a secondhand romance novel she'd bought last week - a cryptic message that sent shivers down her spine and a blush creeping up her cheeks. A message that seemed an awful lot like a secret note, addressed directly to her.

Thank you so much 🥹🥹

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