I have to read Adam Silvera’s books when I’m alone. No riding in a tram, no one beside me. Just me and the stillness of the night. When tears can run freely because it’s impossible to stop them. Another dagger through the heart. Theo, Griffin, Wade Jackson, Adam. Well done, all of you.
History remains with the people who will appreciate it most. You didn’t get your history wrong, Griff.
My last words? Reading this book is emotional suicide, but it’s a beautiful way to die.
BJ
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