Let’s just say I’ll never read this again. It was sad enough that I read backwards from the last chapter to lessen the pain (as I read the comments beforehand) and I still decided to quit. I’m glad I never read from the beginning otherwise I’ll never get over it. There was no happiness, no hope, not even a glimmer of redemption in this entire story. Those who suffered the most died. The main cause of all suffering lives, I guess to suffer alone, but it feels terribly unsatisfactory, like a killer getting away with murder to atone for his sins by himself. Justice was never served. Nothing could have made this bittersweet. This story was black and blue from the beginning and it ended that way too. Crying as I’m typing this. Never. Ever. Read. This
10 years where I loved you the most