Everyone has something that they hate about themselves- right? At least I do, I know I would probably kill myself or go mad if the Bone Carver ever told me to fetch and face that mirror thing that Feyre had to go and get in A Court of Wings and Ruin. I'd always wished that I was someone amazing, like my quadruplets, they're all exceedingly good at something. Something that would ensure he'd love and care about me again. Relatable-ish book on Secondary School life.All Rights Reserved