Suddenly, a sentence appeared in her mind.
[Victoria's cherished possession, imbued with her expectations and hopes]
This was information provided by [Analysis].
"Expectations and hopes..."
Vanessa took a deep breath and stood up.
She was no longer that fragile little girl. This Library was Victoria's hope, but wasn't it hers as well?
"As long as I read through all these books, I'll find clues. I'll find hope!"
Vanessa's gaze grew resolute.
Yet as she walked forward, she still unconsciously softened her steps, becoming a little more careful, as though what lay beneath her feet were not floor tiles, but some kind of treasure.
She quickly chose some books from the shelves, returned to the reading area, and began to read.
Vanessa had always been focused by nature and could easily lose herself in books, but this time, her mind kept wandering.
After some thought, her figure suddenly vanished. When she returned, she was carrying several boxes.
It was an exquisite, lavish lunch box, carefully wiped clean, with several plates of small pastries inside.
She also placed a pen holder on the table and took several pens from her pocket to put inside it. Only then did she settle down to read.
She reclined in the armchair, rocking gently as time slipped by. There was no sun rising in the east and setting in the west here, only the eternal Void, leaving her unable to tell the time and giving her the hazy feeling that someone was still beside her.
The books beside Vanessa piled higher and higher.
This time seemed somewhat different. Vanessa felt herself growing lighter, her thoughts roaming through the books.
When she looked with her eyes, [Analysis] was like whispered narration.
But when she read, it changed completely.
She seemed to have gained another eye.