For once, I’m looking forward to my evening shift at the library. I can’t help but feel a spark of anticipation, wondering what kind of trouble Luca will stir up tonight. His unpredictability is almost as entertaining as the inevitable chaos that follows. But the real highlight? Watching him try to dodge Tilly’s ghostly pranks—her wrath is like a storm waiting to break, and I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
When I step into the library, the familiar scent of old books and polished wood greets me. It’s strangely comforting, but that comfort lasts only a second. My heart sinks when I notice him—Elijah, already seated at one of the larger tables. I pause, acknowledging that it’s not a normal response for seeing my boyfriend. Things are fine again—right? Then why am I feeling like this all of
