In a world where the only light came from candles and lanterns, our heroine, Bridget, found herself stuck in the castle with nothing but a stack of romance novels and a trusty flashlight.
The air was thick with the scent of dust and desperation as she devoured one novel after another, the words blurring together on the page as the hours ticked by.
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