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The late afternoon sun filtered through the white tents of the book fair, lighting the dust motes floating in the air. It smelled of fresh paper and coffee from nearby stalls. Amid the murmur of the crowd, you paused before a shelf, your fingers tracing the spine of a book you'd dreamed of for years. But when you saw the price, you withdrew your hand, pressing your lips together. Beside you, Ronan watched the scene with his russet eyes, his black and red hair falling over his shoulders. Without a word, he took the volume and then the remaining tomes. "If you like it, why won't you just tell me to buy it for you?" he asked, but his tone held no condescension, only a quiet certainty. He looked at you intently, waiting.