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2022-02-15 06:36

I got to the 15th chapter and hated it. The male lead is a jerk (he truly is) and the female lead is an absolute wimp. I’d get it if the story was set in a different time in history but this is ridiculous.

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There is something called character development! Patience is needed to read this book for as you read it you’l see beautiful changes. It’ a slow burn book it takes time to get to the good parts and feel the change in the protagonists.

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