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Elchin would only smile and tuck the book under his arm. he would murmur to himself. My love is a great secret.

Leyla laughed, tossing a rose petal at him. "Then stop keeping it a secret. Let’s see what kind of trouble we can cause together."

His friends teased him. "Elchin, what are you hiding in there? A map to buried treasure?" Menim Asqim Cox Sirdi Deceldi

Elchin finally found his voice. "It has been wreaking havoc in my head for months."

She looked up, her eyes dancing with their usual fire. She didn't look angry; she looked like she’d finally found a partner in her games. Elchin would only smile and tuck the book under his arm

Elchin was captivated by her spirit. His heart felt like a restless bird every time she passed, but he was a weaver’s son, and she was the daughter of a wealthy merchant. To speak his love aloud felt impossible, so he let it be "decel" on paper instead.

"They say a secret is a burden," she said, stepping toward him with a playful tilt of her head. "But a mischievous secret... that sounds like a lot more fun." Leyla laughed, tossing a rose petal at him

He lunged for it, but the wind was faster. The book landed face-open right at the feet of the blue carved door. Leyla stepped out at that exact moment.