{!!!!!:SPOILER ALERT}

Okay so a few days ago, I started reading this book Rapmon likes. It's entitled Me before You by Jojo Moyes, and damn I don't know how I should feel towards the story at first because to be honest, I did not read the synopsis or anything of its background. I just read it because of Rapmon liking it. I did not expect myself to like it yet here I am; sulking and almost crying because I love it so hard and the author ended the story not the way I wanted it to.

, I got attached to the story. I got attached to Lou, the optimistic woman with the weird choice of clothing who lived all her life not even making an effort of discovering what's beneath the wall that separated her and the vast, exciting world. I got attached to Will, with or without his wheelchair because he is charming just the way he is, just don't mention his impersonation of Christy Brown. Jesus, it scared me.

What I’m trying to say is that the characters felt so alive as if I know them. I EVEN GOT ATTACHED TO NATHAN FOR PETE'S SAKE.

I was all sentimental I didn't want it to end. Maybe I wanted it to end, but I wanted it to have that happily ever after with Will alive and Lou making new memories of heightened experiences with him in it.

It really pained me to read the last pages of the book. Every page that drew me nearer to the end without a paragraph saying that Will had finally agreed to cancel the suicide plan he plotted--every word, it made me lose hope. I was holding back my tears, really! And by the moment I read that chapter which started with the date of will's death, I lost it.

I couldn't believe it that I still read and read until I’m reading the author's thank you message. I was still hoping Jojo Moyes would write down there, "wait up, people! This ain't the end. ha! I got you, didn't I? Will's still alive, go and read the next page." But it didn't come.

It was really the end. The story that gave me an experience of how it's like to be stuck paralyzed in a wheelchair, to be a quadriplegic’s caretaker and to be a lover at the same time a friend; ended.

It's a really good book. Just don't forget to have a box of tissues with you by the last three chapters.

x Espleth