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My Ticket Out by J.N. Marton
5.0
I received an advance review copy from BookSirens.com for free, and I am leaving this review voluntarily.
OK so where to start. First of all, this book BROKE ME. I finished this at 1am and immediately texted my friend to tell her that I was sat in bed crying over a book. The book was so well written, it was like I was experiencing everything with Charlie (the book is written from her POV). I honestly fell a little bit in love with Charlie as this book went on. I felt sorry for Aspen throughout the entire thing too. The adults in this story were just awful, I hated pretty much every single one of them at some point, except Aunt Beth. Matty and Riley were very good supporting characters too.
When I read the plot to this story, I genuinely thought it was just another romance story between two young women trying to realise their feeling for each other in high school. It was not. This book made me cry MULTIPLE times. It had depth to it. I rarely cry at books if I am being honest, but it was like I was experiencing everything myself.
OK so where to start. First of all, this book BROKE ME. I finished this at 1am and immediately texted my friend to tell her that I was sat in bed crying over a book. The book was so well written, it was like I was experiencing everything with Charlie (the book is written from her POV). I honestly fell a little bit in love with Charlie as this book went on. I felt sorry for Aspen throughout the entire thing too. The adults in this story were just awful, I hated pretty much every single one of them at some point, except Aunt Beth. Matty and Riley were very good supporting characters too.
When I read the plot to this story, I genuinely thought it was just another romance story between two young women trying to realise their feeling for each other in high school. It was not. This book made me cry MULTIPLE times. It had depth to it. I rarely cry at books if I am being honest, but it was like I was experiencing everything myself.