This book has been everywhere lately and I mean everywhere. You can't escape it. So of course my fear of missing out gripped me by the throat and here I am staring at the belly of the beast.

I won't say much because I think it's best to go in as blind as possible. Don't let what everyone else says influence you too much.

The writing is really, really well done. The characters are beautifully fleshed out and they grip you. As much as I didn't trust them, I loved them. It was hard. And I know the next one is going to be even harder but honestly I can't wait for the pain of it. Maybe I'm like Cecelia. Maybe love, to me, has to be painful too. Maybe I need it that way. Maybe I'm...sick and infested just like she is.

I'll take it.