Status Updates From Wake

It had a great plot at the beginning it’s gone all down hill now….it all rumba me the wrong way. ….it’s just not for me

It sucks because I’ve read so much of this book…..buts it’s not work it…I’m gonna dnf for good.

Ahhhhhh they have smooched!!!!!

I don’t get her either Jemmy.

I love seeing the roles kind of reversed????? I’m so used to the guy giving and giving and then the end. So it’s nice that this book is recognized the harm in that toxic relationship and showing how it’s Symbiotic

“It’s frightening that…that if you asked nicely I’d probably give you anything you wanted; even the things I don’t want to give.”
Willa said this to Jem ❤️❤️❤️

“I’m not good with stuff like that.”“You’ll learn,” Jem says, and squeezes my hand. “It’s okay to take, too, Willa. You don’t have to give all the time.”

I think it’s cute how he loves being around her and how he hugs her and is not afraid to cry in front of her he’s like clingy boyfriend lol but it seems one sided like I want Willa to be vulnerable so we can get more of her without her wall she puts up because she is so kind and caring I wanna know her story though

She keeps saying she’s gonna kill him…and the more she says it the more I believe it she scares me

I don’t know why but when they cry I start crying oh my goodness it’s concerning how attached I am to these characters

I’m sad now neither of them is happy and Willa confuses me so much.

“I “freaking” hate her. And I want to fall on my knees and beg her to keep me around.”
❤️💔❤️

“ “I watch you. When you’re sluggish you need sugars. When you’re cranky you need protein. You suck on the inside of your lip when you’re in the mood for something sweet. If you keep very still or flex your hands a lot, I go heavy on the mint and ginger.” I shrug. “You’re an open book, Harper.”
Ahh she’s lovely

“Willa reaches over me and grabs the container of medicinal cream off the nightstand. She pulls off her right glove—the hand doesn’t fall apart—and takes my scarred, dry hand into her lap. She rubs lotion into my palm while she talks. ”

Frankkkkk????

“She sits in it sideways, facing me, and moves her hand gently around the back of my collar.“Y’know,” she says contemplatively, “you’re sort of beautiful, even when you’re upset.”
AHHHHHH

“When I open the door I find little Tupperwares of green Jel -O stacked and waiting.”
Awwwe it’s the little things

“Willa gapes at the photo. “You’re a ginger?”
HES GINGERRRRR?!?!?! this book just got 10x better

“Sure,” she says, and leaves it at that. “Are you eighteen yet?”
“Yeah. You?”
Willa asks me for my birth date—January tenth—and rolls her eyes at my answer. “What?”
“We share a birthday.” I’m too competitive to let that slide, so I question her until we determine that I’m actually six hours older than she is. And I’ll never let her forget it.”

“Willa knows her way around a kitchen, I’ll give her that. Now would be a great time for some smartass remark about knowing her place as a woman.”
LOLLL

“The backs of her fingers brush my cheek after she sets the cup down on the table, and I flinch away. She thinks it’s okay to touch me, does she?”
LOL

“She rubs little circles on my back with one hand and does our assignment with the other.”
AWW