I always get nervous at this underlying sort of darkness in a book. I’m placing myself in the hands of the author whom I don’t know, don’t trust, and can only hope has my best interest at heart.
“She was gone , having abandoned him for something that called to her with irresistible vehemence. He discovered he was jealous of the illness, which demanded and got all her attention and energy…”
— May 07, 2024 04:08PM
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