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“Finally, I laugh. Genuine and normal sounding. And then my date says the best thing that he could possibly say: “It’s okay. I haven’t been on one of these [dates] in a while either.” My smile triples in size. Josh grins. “Just give me your hand.” “W–what?” “Your hand,” he repeats. “Give it to me.” I extend my shaking right hand. And – in a moment that is a hundred dreams come true – Joshua Wasserstein laces his fingers through mine. A staggering shock of energy shoots straight into my veins. Straight into my heart. “There,” he says. “I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.”

Quote by Stephanie Perkins

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Isla and the Happily Ever After

This book is a continuation of the story of Isla, who has grown up and is now facing new challenges and romantic possibilities in her adult life. more

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Stephanie Perkins
Stephanie Perkins

Stephanie Perkins is a renowned American author known for her young adult literature. Her works often revolve around themes of romance and the growth of youth, enjoying great popularity among young readers. more

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