do you ever read a book that’s so well written so frustrating so interesting so amazing and makes you feel a rollercoaster of emotions that either lowkey ruins the next books you read or makes you feel the urge to wait weeks before starting a new one cause you can’t get over it
“ravi singh was the opposite of dead-eyed. the antidote. pip needed to remind herself of that sometimes. so she watched him, took him all in, left none of him behind.”