Feb 3, 2025
The Library Encounter
Mia hesitated, her fingers twisting the edge of her sleeve as she took a breath. The room was quiet except for the faint hum of the bedside lamp. Sam sat across from her, waiting, the golden mark on her palm pulsing with a gentle warmth, as if it, too, anticipated what was about to be revealed. “I have a secret too,” Mia finally said. “I have a gift for languages. All of them.” Sam frowned.…