Jane's POV I've found my spindle wheel, and mysteriously just like sleeping beauty I wasn't strong enough to resist its tempting glow. Unlike her, my spindle wheel has a face, name, and address. I feel like I deliberately walked into the lion's dean something mother nature could have avoided if the universe would somehow compel me to stay home the day I accidentally met Niklaus Salvatore. It has been what? Mere two months and this job was humbling me. No!! Let me correct myself, Niklaus was humbling me. I've never loved Sundays as much as I do now. It was basically the only day that had the lowest probability of being dragged to the office, not that it didn't happen before, but sometimes I prayed hard enough so it didn't happen, and believe me, lately, I've been praying a lot. Initially, I couldn't adapt to Niklaus's rhythm, but I somehow figured things out. My routine
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