Status Updates From Mondays Are Murder

“She was always good to my Ivy. She worshipped her, as she should have.” - sick

“Grief makes you feel alone, because you are alone. When someone dies, everyone who loved them loses a different relationship with them. No one can quite understand that unique loss. You become an island, and grief becomes the sea battering against you.”

“She didn’t want to be like Ivy. Ivy was poison.”

“He had a gift for reading people, and now the subject has changed the grief can settle inside me again, a dull thrum instead of a roar.”

Another book where I had a small theory in the beginning that I knew who the killer was but quickly doubted myself. I have GOT to start trusting my gut more lol

RAVENA, YOU ARE QUICKLY BECOMING ONE OF MY TOP EMPLOYEES!!!!

I'm really enjoying this.