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It’s been a minute since I’ve read a book, so diving into this thriller is giving me life. I have questions and I better be getting some answers.

She really said goals instead of dreams… okay girl

Replicas? Oh she’s in love…

Love how Liz does not question this odd situation in the slightest and is like let’s go watch tv lol

Green and red hair… naked men… this is not what I was expecting

I’m hiring Liz as my new bestie thanks

“By mid-November, it is socially acceptable to decorate for the holidays, and stores are already playing holiday music.” Opening line and I’m already sold. #christmasstan

Stop. AT THE DINNER TABLE??? How naughty… I’m living for this right now

“I could have died on the spot.” GIRL ME FREAKING TOO…

Okay Rae Rae ain’t shy no more

THIS MAN JUST SAID SHARING IS CARING. I need to physically drive into this book RIGHT NOW.

AND THIS IS WHY I READ WHY CHOOSE! THANK YOU!

Somebody ordered a knife… because the tension is FINALLY BEING CUT

It’s finally starting to happen 😈 gotta love the dranks and forced proximity

Uh wow she’s a… really smelling them ha…

Should we be worried that us book readers love when an author describes someone’s smell? Like I physically eat that sh*t up…

“We’re all friends here. And friends share everything.” Where do I sign up for this lottery?

Not Easton hating the christmas threw up vibe but me being jealous af

Spoon feeding.. pasta?? A dream… a literal dream come true.

She literally just said “can I get a menu or do you all have an onlyfans meeting to get to”… I have simply died and gone to banter heaven.

Not A… I’m going to puke all over the floor.

All I’m going to say is “mine”. I have died in this very bed. No one come looking for me. It’s been a hot minute since a YA has destroyed my very being and ideas of love.

NOT THE FLOWER. I am dead. Literally died and am currently trying to insert myself into Ilya.

“I don’t know that I ever lived before lying eyes on the likes of you” #IAMSWOONING

I have a very bad feeling about this… no me gusta Pae

When a YA romance gives spice without any actually smut only tension… that’s when I know I’m a goner.

All feminism leaves my body when a man pulls the “who did this to you?” Card and then proceeds to get revenge on your behalf…

STOP. I can’t believe I’m giggling over the color Blue.