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"Can I have your number?"
"No."
"Then at least tell me your name."
"Never! I want nothing to do with you. And you think I'd tell you my name? You must be dreaming."
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Serena went to the library for silence, not a stubborn man who refuses to leave her alone.
One accidental encounter turns into a series of unwanted meetings with a charming, irritating stranger who seems far too interested in her. What begins as annoyance slowly transforms into something neither of them planned.
He calls it fate.
She calls it a mistake.
But the more she runs, the closer he gets.
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