For me the story is not really fantastic, but that's not bad. Fully imagination. I'm not gonna tell you what the story about. I'm sure there's a lot of review about this book. You can find it in another site.. xP
What I'm gonna write is qoute from that book that nice, emotionally, and some romantic words.. hohoho..
"It’s hard to be the one who stays. I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way. I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I’m tired. Everything seems simple until you think about it.Why is love intensified by absence?"
“You still haven’t proved you’re real,” Clare says.“Neither have you.”“Do you ever wonder if I’m real?” she asks me, surprised.“Maybe I’m dreaming you. Maybe you’re dreaming me; maybe we only exist in each other’s dreams and every morning when we wake up we forget all about each other.”
I don’t understand what just happened. That is, I understand but I don’t know what should I do about it“
But you make me happy. It’s living up to being happy that’s the difficult part.”
It’s so hard to stay mad at her when she is my familiar, lovely mama.
I try to keep the pleading out of my voice, to keep the anger that rises up in my throat from spilling into my words.
“Clare.”
“Henry.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Me too.”
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