Bea27x’s Reviews > It Happened One Midnight > Status Update

She didn’t want to need anything, particularly something—or someone—she quite simply couldn’t have. Too much had been taken from her already, and she’d had enough of accommodating pain, of straightening her spine, of soldiering on.
And that was the danger in kisses. Or at least the sort he’d given her.

the cover of this book is really bad 🫣​ but the book iself seems enjoyable