Happy After All

by Maisey Yates

“Falling in love when everything is terrible is as brave an act as blowing shit up. Except it’s something regular, everyday people can choose to do. A radical act of real-life bravery.”

I put my book back up in front of my face. “Amelia.” I lower the book slowly, and I’m unable to keep the shock off my face. He knows my name. “Happy birthday,” he finishes.

“Have you never read one of my books?” He looks genuinely baffled by this. “No. I don’t tend to read male authors.” “That’s sexist.” “It’s not. Men don’t read women. I’ve always felt like if I don’t run out of women authors to read, I don’t need to worry about getting to the men. Plus, men write sad books.”