I had zero desire to read Where She Went...I didn't know it was a follow-up to this book, I didn't even know If I Stay existed. I saw it at Target and picked it up as a gift. That's the first time I read the description. Then I had to read it. And now I have to read Where She Went (even though I think that this ends perfectly and didn't require a sequel).

Apparently, I'm meant to read and love every sad YA novel that exists. I mean, seriously, let's add this to the list of superb YA books that have made me SOB this year. I'm talking for real uncontrollable, like it's happening to me crying.

For the record, that list includes:



And if you didn't catch on...I really liked this book and I really like to cry. (I also like Spotify playlists that go with books, so I made one: If I Stay Playlist