Against the unforgiving landscape of a hospital, I fell in love with a mischievous, sun-eyed boy who became my only joy in that desolate place. That’s what made it all the more soul-crushing when he committed suicide in front of me. Then their relationship was just Shakespeare and cheesy dialogue. It had no depth. And again, the fact that Sam confesses to/kisses her immediately after she’d cut herself is just so so so wrong to me.

Yeah!” Sony chimes in. “Like when you kill somebody, so they kill you. Like karma! That’s how quid pro quo works.” Time, Disease, and Deathare rueful mechanics that way. They enjoy crafting nooses out of fear, and they love playing games. Shadows their dresses, they curve over your shoulder with eerie fingers coaxing you into the dark, taking your body, your mind, and anything they please with it.All in all, this book was simply not for me. The writing style was overbearing, the characters were flat, and there wasn’t a plot I could get hooked on to.

Long story short, I couldn’t stand Sam, and they are probably the most inconsistent, annoying narrator/character I’ve ever encountered. On a cloudless afternoon we slip out of the hospital. Sony leads the charge, C pushing Neo in a wheelchair across the boulevard. We make our way down the sidewalk and inside a mini-mart. Sony sidles up to a kiosk filled with sunglasses and dons a pair of aviators, scopes out the place, and nods her head. Eric, Eric—first of all—are those new scrubs?” Sony asks, pointing smoothly up and down. “They really bring color to your face—”Narrator-Sam’s first love was Real-Sam, a boy they watched grow. Emphasis on “watched grow”. Narrator-Sam was THERE (not physically yet, but consciously watching) when Real-Sam was born, and then watched Real-Sam age and grow, eventually creating their physical form so they could get to know Real-Sam. (Narrator-Sam is called Sam because Real-Sam told them to share his name… which is just super super weird to me. AND it says that Narrator-Sam modeled themself off of Real-Sam. That’s also weird.) Lancali didn’t make Sam genderfluid to represent the trans community. She made Sam genderfluid for her cheap plot twist. If you read all of this, thank you. I know I can get pretty heated when I’m passionate about something, so I hope this review doesn’t contain much of my rage. I know some squeaked their way in, but again, I have a hard time toning down strong feelings.

i know that this is based loosely on lancali's childhood as a chronically-ill kid and i intend no harm or hate to the author, i am just sharing my opinion on the story) of their smile. Passing an old landmark. Laughing at a joke they would've laughed at. You lose them infinitely. I Fell in Love with Hope is a drama and romance novel, written by author Lancali. It tells the heartbreaking story of Sam, when he was at his high point of happiness, the love of his life decides to take his life just like that. Sam collapses, until a ray of hope peeks through his window and makes him change.i had previously halfway read another of lancali's works on wattpad, but quit it for the same reason i did not enjoy this book: it reads like a tumblr inspiration board that miraculously made it through editing. now, if this is something you enjoy, this book might just be your cup of tea, but in my case it provoked copious amounts of cringe. The narrator, Sam, works through his grief throughout the entire novel. Before he met Sonny, Neo, Coeur and Hikari, they had their first love who was also named Sam. Sam passed away and the narrator gave up on hope and the possibility of being able to love again, because of the immense pain they felt from Sam’s death. if you know you will disagree with this review, please refrain from reading it and from sending me rude messages third. did i mention, the mc has such a huuuge savior complex and it rlly made me hate her even more.