The Dressmaker of
Half Moon Street

Forgot it was an engine by line two. Then forgot my own name.

“Felt like eavesdropping on something I wasn't meant to hear. Couldn't stop.”

Promised a kiss by chapter five. Made to earn it. Worth every page.

“Slowest burn on the whole app and I would have waited twice as long.”

Cried at a line about a coat. A COAT.

Read it on my lunch break. Did not eat. Could not.

Started it to fall asleep. It is now 4am.

the way he says her name. that's it. that's the review.