Okay, okay.
So I started reading..
I was up until stinking 4:00 in the morning.
What Is Wrong With Me!?
Holy cow.
When I woke up
I felt like I had been hit by a truck.
Here's the thing...
When I read a book I'm either Really into it, or just skimming over it.
This book was one that I Really got into, obviously by the time I finished it.
I ended up starting to read in the afternoon and finished later. 320 pages.
It's ridiculous how attached I become to a fictional character.
There's always that hero. That handsome prince.
The one who shows up in the beginning as a friend. Simple.
Progresses to best friend, while the girl keeps her distance.
They end up falling in love but then there's a falling out.
No communication for a while. (at least a chapter).
Some event happens. Something possibly life changing.
They find their way to each other, and talk.
Forgive, and forget. Then...
Live Happily Ever After.
I fall in love every time.
and as I shut the book my heart breaks.
My perfect character fell in love with the main girl.
Instead of me. Again! Happens every time.
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