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The Aisle Of Books

The Aisle Of Books

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Silen loves books, especially fictional ones. They made her believe in true love, the kind that feels magical and real. But because of those stories, her standards became too high, and she found it hard to believe love like that exists today. The only thing that gave her hope was the love she saw between her parents. It made her think maybe true love is real in this world. But one day, she saw something that broke her heart and changed how she saw everything. From that moment, she believed love is only true in books, because in real life, love just ends in pain.
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She knew he'd been in love before. Not just once, not just in passing. Real, deep, messy love. And maybe that should've been her sign to keep her distance. To not let herself feel too much. But instead, it made her pause. Because the way he talked about them-the girls before her- it wasn't bitter. It wasn't dramatic. It was quiet. Thoughtful. Almost gentle. He remembered birthdays, late-night calls, stupid little details no one else would hold on to. He loved them well. Or at least, he tried. And that's what messed her up. Because it made her want to fall even harder. And at the same time, it made her want to run. She wasn't afraid of his past. She was afraid that someone like him-someone who had already given so much-might not have anything left for her. Or worse, that he would love her the same way. And she'd fall for it, just like they did. And end up as another name he says gently, years, from now.

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