I laughed and cried and then got mad sometimes simultaneously whilst reading this one. I am in the end very much happy and sorta just floats. How is this book even possible? 
 Last week was pretty tough at work and the book gives me the chill that I needed (although I kinda spared my sleeping hours but it's ok I've got some self control). Boy, I really wish I could read this in one sitting but it's naise to have had taken the time to savour it and try to have different perspectives. 
 At first I thought Ben was infatuated with Fallon (I swear she has the coolest name), that their meeting was entirely coincidental and yeah, it might just be another love in first sight story (which not at all inaccurate imo) despite her scars. Then their relationship, although unconventional, works perfectly that I must say, is full of fluff and love and sweet sweet things and angst and rated 9-11 kisses, it made me dizzy with feels. 
 Then the plot twist happened. 
 And I didn't see it coming. 
 I DID NOT SEE IT COMING. 
 Honestly, that doesn't happen a lot. So here I am, sitting on my bed, having the biggest withdrawal of my life, tryna figure out how, despite the happy ending, to have let a book affects me in such a way? 
 I might be a hopeless romantic... Who knows?