The world is chaos, but reading is my escape route.
I've read a lot of stories, but only a few stay close to my heart-the ones I return to more than once. Not just because of the plot, but because I feel the bond, the connection, the chemistry. Sometimes, I think I read to fill in what reality lacks. And sometimes, I just need a quiet corner to feel something real, even if it's in fiction. This is why I read-to breathe, to feel, to escape, and sometimes... to come home.