You know when you finish a really good book and it’s ended in a cliffhanger and you just sit there trying to digest what on earth just happened? I am in this predicament right now and I have to wait for approx another year to find out what happens.
I can’t even.
Books are my life. I get so immersed in the characters lives and the story. One of the characters in my book died at the end of this book, and I am gobsmacked because I didn’t even see it coming.
Now I get to sit here for the rest of the day not knowing what I am going to do and I’ll probably end up sitting and staring in a corner thinking about this book.