It's like Donna Tartt is that ex you can't get over. She showed me this beautiful story and then just left me in a mess out on the streets. Can't seem to fill the void. I've read her other novel The Goldfinch after that. But I feel like nothing comes close to the writing, characters, and scenery like it does in The Secret History. When Richard was cold, I was cold. When Richard was confused, I was confused. I even miss Bunny's questionable chaotic actions. The story lives rent free in my head. I keep searching for something similar everytime I pick up a new book, it's kinda sad honestly. Did you guys feel this too?
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