The Graces

Where to even start with this book. I was on such a rollercoaster with it. One minute I wanted to fling it across the room and not even finish, the next I was reading as fast as possible to see what happened next. Then I would go back to the flinging. And the ending? WTF. OMG. The ending left me like this:



I honestly don't know how to write this review without spoilers. But I'll do my best.

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Everyone said the Graces were witches.
They moved through the corridors like sleek fish, ripples in their wake. Stares followed their backs and their hair. They had friends, but they were just distractions. They were waiting for someone different.

All I had to do was show them that person was me.

Sometimes they'd paralyze me, the “what ifs” of action, and I didn't do anything at all because it was safer.

“We all hide our true selves.”

I just had to drift along like the ghost I was before, no Summer to anchor me, feeling like the last three months had never happened, and how fragile my existence was without her for even one afternoon.

They used truths to tell lies, and they were very good at it.

Many thanks to Netgalley for providing an early review copy in exchange for an honest review!