The book appeared to be in his hands now, but something about the way he jotted things down in his notebook was different from the other apprentices. This young man wrote with a flourish, swishing his feathered pen in a way that kept drawing. Evangeline's eyes. When he caught her staring, he winked and brought a finger to his lips, gesturing for her not to tell. And for some reason, she didn't. 😌💙
— Mar 08, 2024 07:31AM
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