I can't even right now. That statement probably doesn't even fit to be near such beautifully written words such as the ones I just read, but it sums up EXACTLY how I'm feeling right now.
I wanted to drive to the marsh, pick up that poor broken girl (even though she wasn't broken, not really), and give her my home and my love. I became so invested in her life and her tragedies, she felt real to me. I don't read the ending of a book at the beginning, I know people who do though, and I thought on more than one occasion I could be one of those people. How could my heart take one more thing that happened to Kya?
I needed to know Kya was going to be okay, and if she wasn't, I needed to prepare. I stayed strong though and whilst the ending wasn't particularly twisty, (although one particular part was a surprise), it made me breathe just a little easier and stopped my heart from racing so hard. I didn't shed 'alot' of tears but for a lot of this story my heart was heavy, so much sadness but so much strength.
A beautifully poetic story that will stay with me for a very long time.