This book genuinely did things to me. I cannot begin to FATHOM how good it was or how I’m supposed to move on from it. It lowkey destroyed me.

I never saw anyone write like this it felt so different, although some of the dialogue really put me off at times. But like the good outweighed the bad by so much that those moments barely mattered by the end. I initially thought six POVs would be too much for me, but now I genuinely wouldn’t want this story told any other way. Getting to know each character through their own thoughts while also seeing them through everyone else’s eyes made me so much more attached to them.

The relationships were probably my favourite part. There was so much depth to the connections between these characters. Their feelings were complicated, and the little moments between them meant just as much to me as the big ones. I cared so much about them that I couldn’t just read and be normal about anything that happened.

And this book was so much sadder than I expected. I knew I was attached, but I don’t think I realised how much until the ending. I did not see it coming, and I’m still trying to process it. I have complaints, clearly, but none of them change how much I loved this book.

I need Ruinous Ends. Immediately.