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400 pages, Hardcover
First published April 2, 2026
“Autistic women, in the narrow corners of these people’s minds, weren’t supposed to be successful. They weren’t supposed to be attractive. They weren’t supposed to be colourful, or stylish, or someone who could draw attention and take up space.LIKE...YES, EXACTLY!!! That is the energy of this whole book. Raina is not here to be digestible. She is here to take up space, challenge people’s assumptions, and look incredible while doing it.
Raina liked it that way. She liked upending whatever they thought.”
“There were bound to be girls like her listening. Girls who worked hard at processing a world that was sometimes not processable for them in the slightest…Girls who felt that they were just the wrong kind of girl.”That one? Straight to the chest. Elle just has this way of writing lines that don’t feel performative or over-explained. They just land.
“I’d like you all to forget everything that you think you know about autistic women… Don’t listen to it. It’s a crock of shit.”Now let’s talk about Tom Branimir because this man was DOWN BAD almost immediately, and I ate it up. This is very much a “he fell first, he fell hard, he never recovered” situation, and Tom spends a huge chunk of this book absolutely gone for Raina. The man is fighting for his life from the second she verbally destroys him, and I had the time of my life watching it happen.
“It’s just…I heard you suffer with a disability yourself.”I’m sorry, but I SNORTED. She gathered him so effortlessly. And deservedly! But what I liked is that Tom isn’t written as perfect from the start: he messes up; he has blind spots; he says the wrong thing. But he learns; he listens; he pays attention to Raina, to her needs, to the shape of her world, and that made the romance work for me.
You dick, why did you say it like that?
“I don’t suffer from anything, Mr. Branimir. Not until this moment, at least.”
“You’re like spring to me.”
“How am I supposed to go back to life before you? I used to breathe oxygen, now it’s just you.”
“Raina, you’re not a holiday. You’re like my homeland.”ELLE, YOU CANNOT DO THIS TO ME.
“As long as I’m alive, I will never stop loving you, Raina. It’s in my fucking bones. Archaeologists will be able to see you etched in me.”EXCUSE ME??? I beg your finest pardon???
“I’m working on a collection of my… uh—”
“Assassinations?”
“No,” Raina said firmly. “He’s my stalker.”
“His little Dictaphone thing hasn’t come out once since we started sleeping together.”I mean… come on. Elite.
“Uh huh. Thinking with his dick instead of his Dictaphone. Fine.”
“Until then, stay uninspiring.”