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4.19 AVERAGE
4.19 AVERAGE
A snooze fest, unfortunately. another instance of being bamboozled by tiktok hype
sisi muy cute maybe un chin largo pero otherwise enjoyable.
btw este libro se lleva primer lugar al premio de peores playlists que he visto en libros de romance EVER !! it was so bad mi gente.
btw este libro se lleva primer lugar al premio de peores playlists que he visto en libros de romance EVER !! it was so bad mi gente.
emotional
hopeful
reflective
sad
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
dark
emotional
hopeful
reflective
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
funny
inspiring
reflective
sad
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
No
fast-paced
emotional
funny
lighthearted
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
funny
hopeful
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
I still really enjoy this author’s writing and the depth that she brings to characters. It was nice to see some insecurity/realness from a MMC. I did feel like the middle drug out a bit, but I still enjoyed it.
slow-paced
emotional
funny
hopeful
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Some quotes I liked:
“I think you’d be really easy to love,”
“I have a boyfriend,”
“And I score on defended nets all the time.The goalie makes scoring more difficult, not impossible.”
I make a vow then to protect her, the pretty girl with butterflies in her messy curls, even if she’ll never really be mine.
I file the information away—that the list exists at all—into my Rosalie Shariff folder, and secretly hope that it’ll be me next time drawing checkmarks in the margins with her.
I think I’m in love with her—not even romantically, but on some soul level. I feel devoted to her.
I’m sure the guys on the team bus think music is thumping through my ears. But it’s the voice of my favorite girl in the world.
He smiles, and it’s so blinding it feels like standing in the sun on a warm California beach day. Like home.
My chest aches as I circle my arms around his neck and pull him closer. He smells like whiskey and body paint, and he feels dangerously like mine.
We barely speak the rest of the session, and I find myself reaching to rub the aching spot in my chest every few minutes.
It aches more when I realize Matt is doing it, too.
“Do you like me? Do you have feelings for me?”
“Of course I like you. There’s no part of you I wouldn’t like.”
Loving Rosalie Shariff would be the easiest thing I’ve ever done—I know, because I’m already doing it. I think I’ve loved her since the day she stood up for me in that conference room. As a friend first, something I’ve never had, but now it’s more.
I think loving you would be the greatest thing in my life.
“Sometimes the people we love most hurt us the easiest, even if they don’t mean to.”
“And do you forgive them? Why keep trying when it hurts?”
“Because they’ve been disappointed by too many people, and I won’t be one of them. And… she deserves it.”
I keep my crying silent as I grieve for the woman I’ll never know, and the boy she loved more than life. The boy I know she’d be proud of, even if he doesn’t know it.
I’ll take care of him, I vow to her silently. I promise.
I love her. I admire her, every piece that makes her my Rosalie.
I don’t look like Archer, but right now it feels like I do—watery eyes and happy-sad smiles to match. I hug him again and he lets me. That’s better than any goal.
I know my mom is gone. But she is here, in me. In my softness with Ro. In Archer’s love of me. In Elsie’s vibrant green eyes. I can feel her everywhere, even when I’m not looking for her.