I cried, so bad, ugly cried, my tears still marked on some pages.
It was a shock for me at first, cried over it for so long, couldn’t keep reading for a while.
Until i read a page, that got me certain, some harsh things must happen, and it will definitely be for our own benefit, even if it broke our hearts now, and broke us. One day, in the far future, we will be grateful for them. Deeply grateful.
The book is so pretty, in every way possible, the way it was written, the way they lived, the years it took actions at, the fact it was from two perspectives, in two decades. Love stories in Paris, pretty dresses and gowns, Dior it self.
The characters development, the strength in most of them, and how they deal with their stuff. So inspiring.
I got so attached to the characters, to everything that happened, it broke me so bad at some parts, i cried even worse than while crying over the book thief. It may not make sense but it did happen! Not lots of things has to make sense do they? But ugh.
It had a slow start, tho how pretty it was, and how many lines I highlighted and admired, i wasn’t as hooked to binge reading it, and i also heard from my buddy read that she didn’t like how to ended. Which scared me. And got me taking my time reading it and enjoying it before (as i thought) it gets ruined. It didn’t tho. Yeah it ended in unexpected way.
But as i mentioned earlier, some stuff has to happen for our own benefit no matter how heartbreaking it may seem.
I totally love this book. And love how it got me feeling.
And i cannot be more grateful for Azreal, who stepped in when I couldn’t keep reading from crying over whats happening and suggested reading for me, which I appreciate so much! It really helped me finishing the book finally. (Her reading was so incredible that got me even smiling, tho what was happening was supposed to piss me off)