This is a weird review for me. I actually skimmed most of this book, I think I jumped like 50 pages in the beginning, didn’t even bother with most of that, but in the end I was still crying over this story.

3.75 stars? Can I even rate this book that high with how much I glossed over?

I didn’t like the Shakespeare, which was an integral part of this, so that sucked, but I loved the prologues and read more after the death, I skimmed most of it before the death.

But as I write this, at 2:30 in the fucking morning, my face is wet and puffy from the epilogue because these characters were so broken and I am still not a fan of books with open endings.

EDIT: I'm still thinking about this book days later, so like who knows what my thoughts are on this

EDIT 2: I just read this epilogue written by helloearthlings called what is woven into the lives of others and OHMYFUCKINGGOD this is just what I needed. I'm actually not a huge fan (hehe) of fanfiction most of the time. I used to like it when I was younger, but this one...wow, fits the tone perfectly.