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Aiden looked down. The leather was water-damaged, the edges charred. "What happened?"

She didn’t look like the type of person who belonged in a basement. She wore a coat that cost more than Aiden’s car and carried a battered, leather-bound journal like it was a holy relic. When she spoke, her voice was steady, but her hands were shaking. Aiden - Eva Alexander.epub

Eva smiled, and for the first time in ten years, Aiden thought that maybe second chances weren't so bad after all. Aiden looked down

"Thank you, Aiden," she whispered, her fingers grazing his as she reached for the flower. She wore a coat that cost more than

Aiden didn't believe in second chances, mostly because he’d spent the last decade making sure he didn't need them. As a restorer of rare books, his life was one of quiet precision—handling delicate spines and ancient parchment in a basement studio that smelled of cedar and history. He liked things that stayed exactly where he put them. Then Eva Alexander walked into his shop.

"A fire," Eva said softly. "Followed by a very poorly timed sprinkler system. It belonged to my father. It’s the only record of the years he spent in the mountains before he met my mother. The ink is running, the pages are fused."