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Ysabel didn’t understand the appeal of books. Literature was constant. It was always there to provide a comforting hug when needed. It never judged me, nor did it ever make me feel like I was less important because I was the youngest of four daughters. Another reason that books were better than people was because they never hurt anyone. I had never heard of anyone being murdered by a book,
“I never asked for this, but I need you more than I needed anything in my entire life. I can’t even leave.” His chest heaved beneath my touch as shadows swirled around him. “Do you have any idea what that’s like? To want something so badly, to be forced to remain near it day in and day out, and to not act on it?”

