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“You think I just like you!”

Ummmm I feel like I’m intruding on someone’s most intimate moments….

Panda porn 🤣🤣🤣

This man is so toxic. He has nothing great reason to be the way he is. There is zero reason for him “not to love”. Honestly he’s not worth fighting for.

I really want to love this book…. But I truly am truly struggling.

I am not crying at a fucking Taco Bell!!!

“I’m not dumb as I pretend to be. I know she’s dead” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

How is this book. It been adapted into a tv show yet!!!! The images in my head as I read is insane!!! I’m obsessed!!!

BITCH!!!! STOP!!!! Sir!!!! MR. CHIP!!! I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT!!!! I HAVE LITERALLY GOOSEBUMPS!! WHO IS SHE REALLY!!??

Okay, Will is annoying me. But Graham is definitely making me feel things!!!

I need to know more of Will’s past b/c he needs to get his head out his butt.

“Carl’s naughty little piggy” I am dying!!!

“Welcome to the second floor bitches” 🤣🤣🤣

“I like the ending.” 😭😭😭😭

🤯🤯🤯 I take everything back that I currently noted on Sylvia!!! With parents like that, she is untitled to act however the heck she wants!!! 😭😭😭

Fuck! As a parent myself, I am speechless.

Currently crying at a Wings & More eating dinner.

My mouth is on the floor!!!! Shocked. Shooked!!! Angry!!!

“BLIND RAGE!!!”

Mrs. Costa is a saint 😭😭😭😭🥰

Just crying over here!!!

I never thought I could get enraged over football parking. 🥺😤

LOVING THIS SO MUCH!

“Don’t ignore half of me to fit me into a box” 😭😭😭

I am still on husband one and *mouth drop*

Ummmmm…. WOW!!! I’m already obsessed!!

Ummmm… I’m really loving this right now!

Ummm this book is disturbing. Not in a good way…

I am calling him Dr. Marrs from this day forward.

Because this isn’t just “writing a thriller.” This is a peer-reviewed, academically rigorous demolition of my peace. The man is out here publishing twist after twist like it’s research output, and I’m the study participant with flies nesting in my open mouth.

Top scholar in thrillers. Period. No discussion. No debate.

I’m 88% into Dead in the Water and at this point I’m not reading a book, I’m surviving an ambush.

John Marrs is out here handing out twists like free samples at Costco, except every single one makes me gasp, pause, and stare into the distance like I’ve been personally wronged. Every time I think I’ve got it figured out, the plot taps me on the shoulder and says, “That’s adorable,” and swerves again.