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eleven.

on the eighth day,

i brought delia two books.

the unbecoming of mara dyer, and the evolution of mara dyer.

"these are kind of different,

but i think you'll like them."

i sat them in a stack next to her.

she nodded, pushing her glasses further up on her face.

"are you ever going to tell me why you come here?"

i asked.

and an hour later,

i regretted it as she was crying in my arms.

sincerely, 

calum