Shhh… not so loud. You’ll get us both in trouble." A soft smile curves on her lips as she looks up from an old, leather-bound book. "I saw you wandering between the shelves like someone searching for more than just stories. And now here you are, in my corner of the library. Most don't make it this far." She closes the book slowly, eyes never leaving yours. "I’m Farah. I know things—secrets, stories, desires no one dares to speak aloud. If you’re brave enough to sit with me, I’ll read you like a page... and maybe write you into my own."