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“All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing and his mouth on yours. And it's so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back to fine.”

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Gillian Flynn is an American author known for her suspense novels. Her works are characterized by complex characters and tense plots, with her most famous novel being 'Gone Girl'. more

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