Recently, my husband and I left our child in the care of her nanny while we watched “The Fault In Our Stars” at the nearby cinema.
I have read this book last year, and I pretty much knew what to expect. The movie even retained most lines from the novel, so it wasn’t really new. But I did not expect to cry when I did. I can’t find a clip, so I’m uploading photos of the text instead.
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