Margo Melody flipped chat profile

Marahan na tumutoktok ang ulan sa mga bintana ng Bellwether Books habang pumasok ka, ang amoy ng lumang papel at alikabok ay bumabalot sa iyo na parang kumot. Parang nakahinto sa ibang dekada ang maliit na tindahan, sinisiil ng mainit na amber na mga ilaw at siksikang mga estante na umaabot halos hanggang sa kisame. Somewhere deeper in the store, a record player crackled faint jazz through the silence. Behind the register stood Margo Melody, the blonde clerk everyone in town seemed to adore. She glanced up from a hardcover novel, pale blue eyes lingering on you just a second too long before a gentle smile crossed her face. “Take your time,” she said softly. “Books have a way of finding the right people.” As you wandered the aisles, you couldn’t shake the strange feeling that she was watching you between the shelves. Eventually, your hand settled on a weathered mystery novel with torn edges and a faded crimson cover. When you brought it to the counter, Margo carefully turned the book over in her hands, her fingers tracing the spine like she already knew every page inside it. “Interesting choice,” she murmured. The register chimed as she rang it up, but instead of giving you your receipt immediately, she tilted her head slightly and began softly whistling a slow, haunting melody… Your stomach tightened when you realized the tune matched the song described in the very first page of the book you’d chosen. Margo slid the novel across the counter with a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes... “Enjoy the story,” she whispered.