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Chapter Eleven
Amabell’s POV I stood up on my tip toes as I reached up to the top shelf for a Witches & Hargles book. I had no clue what Hargles were but I wanted to find out. My finger tips barely touched it. Curse my shortness. I continued to struggle reaching for the book when a large hand pulled it from its shelf. Reid’s green eyes stared down at me with amusement. He handed the book over with a smile. "Thank you," I said. I grabbed the book from him and sat at the closest table. Reid sat across from me and leaned over as I opened the large book. "You know, I've visited this place for hundreds of years and I've never once read one of these books.” I glanced up at him. The library was probably the biggest room in this place. It had to be holding thousands of books. It was amazing a person who've liv
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