Beryl's POV
I suddenly felt nauseous as if I needed to throw up, and so I dumped the book on the table and ran to the sink that was just there and emptied my already empty stomach.
What the hell was that?
Is someone trying to play tricks on me?
I didn't even wonder why there would be a sink for washing hands in a library. That was the very least of my concerns, though I registered it in the back of my mind that I would ask that later.
I walked back to the table where the book lay like a drunk person and sat down first as I tried to clear my head. When my head was cleared, I breathed in and out for a while before picking the book up again.
I held my breath for a moment as I read the first few lines of this book.
To whoever will read this book, I hope you'll be able to relate.
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