"You're the one that's worried now, aren't you?" I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

Tanner shrugged. "I'm not worried. I just want you to feel relaxed. That's all."

We chatted on and on until we arrived at the bookshop after half an hour. As we stepped inside, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. The store was cozy and quiet, with shelves stacked high with books of different genres. The air smelled of old paper and ink, and I felt at home.

We were directed to the ...