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“Are you prescribing me your company, Doctor?” “Detective, you can read me like a book.” She lifted her glass, and I clinked mine against it.

Something doesn't add up... I don't know if I should trust or the author is trying to play with my feelings or something.

And she didn’t want to feel like this could ever end, even though she understood that some love affairs did. Or, rather, that all of them did, eventually. Just the act of falling in love was to agree to a broken heart.

I've an issue with this book. It got me holding back tears the whole commute from work. And those tears REALLY wanted to escape from my eyes.

I got to be honest, I don't remember much detail from Every summer after but stop talking about the recipe box and show it to me, where's the cooking scenes? I need the sugar, butter, flour 🎶 or in this moment the vinegar and cucumbers.

“I’m turning thirty-three tomorrow. You’d think I’d be a little braver.” “I think the older we get, the scarier shit becomes.” It’s kind of profound. [...] “Is it really so bad?” “Nah.” He sounds light, but there’s a trace of something like sorrow in his eyes. “Every year we get is precious.”

I can't believe how long is taking me to read this one. I'm mad about it and not at the same time.

“I know how they form, when warm water meets low pressure. I’ve lived through dozens at this point. No, it’s everything else you can’t predict. One change in the weather—a shift in the wind. The swell of the tide…” That’s what scares me, I admitted [...] The things I can’t see coming. “You act like changes are bad,” [...] “Change can be good—even if it doesn’t feel that way at the time.”

all I heard [...] was failure, over and over again, as if by not being perfect the first time, it would never be perfect at all. It wasn’t that he was afraid, but used to it, resigned to it even. His thoughts kept spinning about the what-ifs of never being good enough, never getting it right.

Is it just me or Penelope gives massive Alice Cullen energy?

“Why?”

“Is it so hard to believe someone wants to spend time with you?”

What about me made me less permanent? Why did i fade to gray when everyone was bright?

It was as if spring had come overnight. Warm sweet air. [...] I dropped my gaze [...] and that's when I saw it. The first dandelion of the year. [...] and I knew how we were going to survive [...] the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.

Perfect sync:
I get to their first dance together and Can I Have This Dance starts playing on the background . 👏🏻

The shelf-control required to not drop everything and start reading it the minute it came out.... Should count as a superpower.