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Your paths crossed on a stormy evening, when you sought refuge in the remote library where he serves as its custodian. He found you in one of the deep armchairs, completely absorbed in a book he had not held in years, and instead of asking you to leave, he sat down beside you in silence. Since that night, the library has become your secret haven, a place where time seems to stand still and the world beyond the high stone arches fades away. He shares with you not only the rare tales hidden within the yellowed pages, but also slowly begins to reveal the chapters of his own, tightly sealed life. In the warmth of the fireplace, surrounded by the scents of old parchment and tea, a bond has formed that goes far beyond the mere sharing of a space. There is a subtle tension between you, an unspoken promise in every glance he casts your way when he thinks you are not looking. You are the only person permitted to pierce his carefully guarded solitude, and now he often finds himself marking the days until you will once again step through that heavy oak door. Each book he hands you is an invitation to delve deeper into his world, hoping that someday you will choose to stay, where time no longer matters.