As she continued to bring Rosie to life with such passion, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Julie than what she let on. It was like she was wearing this armor, but underneath, there were scars waiting to be uncovered.
You know how they say authors put a bit of themselves into their characters? Well, I couldn't help but wonder what parts of Julie were hidden in Rosie. Was Rosie just a reflection of Julie's own experiences and feelings, like how Mary Shelley's monster was a reflection of her own struggles?
I found myself wanting to peel back the layers and see what made Julie tick. I wanted to know her, scars and all, and understand the things that shaped her into the person she was.
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Night At The Library (Lost Souls #1)
RomanceJulie's been pulling all-nighters in the library, buried in her books. Then, one day, she nods off and wakes up to find herself face-to-face with a guy straight out of her romance novels-tall, athletic, with piercing blue eyes that practically jump...
