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Lotus
by Jennifer Hartmann
“Will you be my friend, Oliver Lynch?”
I'm SWOONING. I'm actually sick over how fucking wholesome and sweet this was, minus the trauma obviously. But Oliver fucking Lynch, I will go to war for you. I want to protect your heart and soul, you sweet angel muffin. I will be screaming about this book for the next eternity because it made my heart so full.
Side note, but I'm a cranky bitch from my lack of sleep after binging this and Still Beating (honorable mention for June First, but these last two hit SO much harder) and I'm officially a sucker for the best friends to lovers trope.
These are just a few of the obscene number of highlights from this book — there were genuinely too many good ones to choose from. My face the ENTIRE time:
I'm SWOONING. I'm actually sick over how fucking wholesome and sweet this was, minus the trauma obviously. But Oliver fucking Lynch, I will go to war for you. I want to protect your heart and soul, you sweet angel muffin. I will be screaming about this book for the next eternity because it made my heart so full.
Side note, but I'm a cranky bitch from my lack of sleep after binging this and Still Beating (honorable mention for June First, but these last two hit SO much harder) and I'm officially a sucker for the best friends to lovers trope.
These are just a few of the obscene number of highlights from this book — there were genuinely too many good ones to choose from. My face the ENTIRE time: