“But please don’t tell her I told you. She told me how much you want a boy, and she might not want you to know she doesn’t feel the same way.” He was speechless.
At what point does the story doing the same thing over and over and over to increasing degrees get a bit tired? I'm about there. And i don't need to think a protagonist is a good person to enjoy a story, but Amber is starting to drive me up a wall
