Episode 1
auther
Hi, this is my first story
Please don't judge
And I hope you like my work
Lia
24 year old orphan girl
Quiet bookworm
Owns a small library
Sweet and gentle
Ash carter
27 years old
Troubled rich heir
Musician
Unstable anger issues
Ethan
27 years old
Ash's only friend
Mira
25 year old
Lia coworker and best friend
*(Jail gates clang shut behind Ash. His father’s driver waits, but Ash ignores him, walking into the city with no destination. His phone buzzes—Ethan, his only friend.)*
Ethan (ML's best friend)
You alive?
Ash carter (ML)
Unfortunately.
Ethan (ML's best friend)
Where are you going?
*(He walks for hours, until he sees a small bookstore called **“Wild Pages”**, tucked between a café and a laundromat. And inside, **her**.)*
(Lia arranges a display of poetry books, humming. Her coworker, Mira, flops onto the counter.)*
Mira (FL's best friend)
Mrs. Kendrick just asked if we sell “those vampire books with the spicy parts.”
Mira (FL's best friend)
*No.* *Definitely not Twilight.* *(grinning)* I sold her *A Court of Thorns and Roses*.
Mira (FL's best friend)
And? Grandma deserves some fun.
*(Lia laughs, unaware of the man across the street, leaning against a lamppost, watching her through the window.
**Ash doesn’t move for an hour.**)*
*(Every day, Ash follows the same path: wake up, ignore his father’s calls, walk to **Wild Pages**, and stand just far enough that Lia never notices him. He texts Ethan updates like a lovesick ghost.)*
Ash carter (ML)
She’s wearing a yellow sweater today.
Ethan (ML's best friend)
Bro. This is creepy.
Ash carter (ML)
I’m not doing anything.
Ethan (ML's best friend)
You’re basically a Victorian-era ghost pining from the shadows.
*(Later, Ash sits on his apartment floor, guitar in hand, scribbling lyrics inspired by the curve of Lia’s smile. He never approaches. **He doesn’t deserve to.**)*
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