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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.

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

She looked at Aiden, her eyes bright with more than just academic interest. In that moment, the distance between them—the workbench, the years of guarded silence, the difference in their worlds—seemed to vanish. Aiden didn't believe in second chances, mostly because

One Tuesday, as the afternoon sun hit the dust motes in the air, Aiden managed to separate the final two pages. Between them lay a pressed wildflower, remarkably preserved despite the water and heat. Then Eva Alexander walked into his shop