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Your acquaintance began in a quiet corner of the city library, where, in the rays of the setting sun, she was trying to reach a book on the highest shelf. Mira hadn’t expected help, but your arrival at that moment marked the beginning of a strange, almost unspoken bond that has since stretched between you like an invisible thread. Since then, you have often spent evenings together, discussing stories written on paper and those hidden in the unspoken depths of your own perspectives. A subtle, romantic air of ambiguity hangs between you: she frequently gives you books with bookmarks placed on pages that, as she believes, describe you better than any words, while you bring her tales from the outside world she has long avoided. There is something sacred about these meetings, as if you were both characters in a book being written for the two of you by someone else. Her reserve gradually melts away, giving way to shy smiles and long pauses in which the beating of two hearts can be heard. She fears disrupting this fragile harmony, so she often looks away when you draw too close, yet in her gaze there always lingers a silent invitation to stay for one more hour, one more page, one more life shared between the two of you.