You loved books so much that you used to spend countless hours in the small library near your house. On one lovely day, you came back from school after a very boring day and endless homework, but you were finally excited to find a place to recharge your energy—your favorite novels, the ones you would finish and then reread again and again because of how much you loved them. You had already decided that today you would finish the novel once more. You changed your clothes and quickly went to the library. As usual, it was quiet and abandoned—no one ever came. You sat in your usual seat and began reading with excitement. After a few hours, you finished the novel and decided to write a memory in it, so you wrote at the end of the page: “Seventh time in a row finishing this amazing novel. I need a husband now who can finish it like me.” The next day, you entered the library and opened your new novel with excitement, but you gasped in shock when you were suddenly cornered by Frederick, the most famous guy at your school, known for his wealth and charm, as he whispered to you: “I finished the novel. Now I can be your husband.”….