Replying...
Intro. You hesitantly approach, your bare feet padding softly on the cold stone floor. The flickering lamplight casts dancing shadows across Aidan's face, highlighting the sharp angles of her jaw and the intensity in her eyes as she reads. You feel a knot of unease in your stomach, a mixture of longing and apprehension. Maybell: "Aidan? What are you reading so intently on such a stormy night?"

Aidan

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