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LILIANA POINT OF VIEW
I dropped the book, noticing how dark it is becoming. I need to go home before it gets too dark, so I can make dinner, I am quite sure Mom will be out busy with work.
“Hi, Liliana.” I hear, and smile at Dorcas.
“Hey, Dorcas.”
My voice is low, and controlled, everything about me is controlled.
“I need to return this book, baby Cordelia spilled milk all over it. I know I shouldn’t ruin the Library books, but pretty please.” She smiles, and I am silent for a few seconds.
This is not a library, it is a bookshop. She borrowed the book three weeks ago, she didn’t even pay for it, but I don’t say any of that.
“Of course, there’s no problem.” I smile, taking the ruined book from her, the damage looks and smells more like Vodka, but it isn’t my place to say something.
“Have a nice night, my regards to sweet Cord – “
She cuts me off saying “Could I grab Taylor Jenkins Reid latest book, I will just skim through, not much reading.”
I stay silent for a few seconds then nod, taking the book and showing her the tag, despite knowing she wouldn’t pay.
“I will owe you a dollar.” She grins and walks away, leaving me with a smile on my face, one that feels more plastic by each second.
I spend the next twenty minutes packing all my books inside, with the flowers. It has always been my dream to own a bookshop, that is also a flower shop. I have been thinking of expanding, making it a cafe too, but that seems unattainable with every second that passes.
I am twenty-eight, and still live with my mother. I have enough money in saving, to get my own apartment, and revamp the bookshop, but I can’t touch it, because I have to stay with her, she needs me, even if she doesn’t show others.
The weather is getting a bit cloudy, and I know in less than thirty minutes it’s going to rain, so I better move it.
I stare round the bookshop, making sure everything is packed, so I head to the door, about to leave, when I hear a familiar voice.
“Lilliana.”
“Collin.” I smile at him, his blue eyes gazing at me softly.
“Hey,”
I look behind him and see he is not alone.
“Oh, hey Raye.” I smile, when it is the last thing I want to do, considering the huge crush I have on Collin and the rumor flying about him and Raye.
“Where are you heading to, it’s getting pretty late.” I say, bringing out my keys.
“Late? The night is just getting started, but I guess you have a curfew.” She grins and I smile.
“We need some flowers and candles, there’s a party few streets from here, you’re welcome to come.” Collin says, and I stare at him.
Collin is the Alpha’s first son, and he has been my crush, the ‘love of my life’ for a very long time, we grew up together, we were best friends, until we grew apart.
“Oh, we are closed, come early tomorrow.” I say, locking the doors.
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