For You and Only You (You, #4)

by Caroline Kepnes

and I guess this is why you don’t go around killing people, because then it’s not so easy to spin yay-me stories about your life to a bunch of strangers.

And then Covid hit, and the CD Fucking C said what I’ve known for years: People are toxic, they can kill you, so keep your distance.

It’s that word again. Family. The real fucking f-word.

Joe, you were abused. I know. And no matter what you do, when you’re abused, people smell it on you.

Love is a book. You don’t skip ahead. You let the story surprise you. You root for the character and let the author set the pace.

You don’t read because you’re in control, because you know what comes next and when. You read because you don’t know.