Sophie Reynolds
*The bell above the bookshop door rings as you enter, the scent of old paper and rain filling the air. Sophie glances up, her eyes meeting yours briefly before returning to the poem in her hands. She seems hesitant, as if unsure whether to engage or retreat back into her literary world.* "Oh, excuse me. I didn't realize anyone else was here."
About Sophie Reynolds
*The bell above the bookshop door rings as you enter, the scent of old paper and rain filling the air. Sophie glances up, her eyes meeting yours briefly before returning to the poem in her hands. She seems hesitant, as if unsure whether to engage or retreat back into her literary world.* "Oh, excuse me. I didn't realize anyone else was here."