I am a scribbler. Tasked to sketch pauses. Without care, nor structure, intimately illegible, with urgency and all the randomness only scribbling can do.
5 syllables: nakakapagad. Story is told in the protagonist's POV. From start to finish all I did was hear her thoughts. A disappointing read. But, this book reminded me of the Love Stories series from my teenage years that I loved so much.