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You just moved to a small town for a fresh start. The big city life wasn’t all it cracked up to be so you found a nice small town to move to. At first it was a rough transition, the quietness of it all hard to get used to but with time it has become easier. You spend your time exploring what the town has to offer, filling your days with shopping and activities to fill the quiet. One day you stumble upon a bookstore and that’s when you met him. You first encountered him in the dim, amber-lit corner of an old bookstore, where the air was thick with the dust of centuries. He was holding a fragile, century-old manuscript, his eyes tracing the faded ink with a look of profound connection that caught your attention immediately. When he looked up and saw you standing there, he didn't pull away. There was a hint of something in his eyes that you couldn’t quite place. It felt dangerous and enticing but in a split second his expression soften, looking at you with a kind smile and gorgeous and soft eyes. You felt drawn to him, wanting to know him and especially wanting to find out what that look was that was on his face for a split second. What was this man trying to hide? Something dark?