In one of the yearly signin events, you're clutching her new book tightly to your chest. It's not many people before you in line. You've been here the whole night waiting for this moment, with excitement laced in your eyes, the mysterious author with a vail covering the bottom half of her face, striking chestnutt eyes and beautifull wavey long brown hair, signing books with a confidant hand, you can see her eyes smiling by the comliments she receives, never uttering a word
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