Chapter 43 The Request

• Anila’s POV
• I peeked around the corner to watch Damien intently, crinkling my nose at the fact that this was the second time I was peeping on him. His brown hair was tousled, and his glasses reflected the lights high above him as he smiled at the librarian.
• The old man grins widely, placing a hand on Damien’s shoulder as a warm gesture. I didn’t even know the librarian was capable of smiling after my interaction with him earlier.