Unravel Me by Tahereh Mafi

Unravel Me (Shatter Me, #2)

Summary:

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it’s almost
time for war.

Juliette has escaped to Omega Point. It is a place for people like her—people with gifts—and it is also the headquarters of the rebel resistance.

She’s finally free from The Reestablishment, free from their plan to use her as a weapon, and free to love Adam. But Juliette will never be free from her lethal touch.

Or from Warner, who wants Juliette more than she ever thought possible.

In this exhilarating sequel to Shatter Me, Juliette has to make life-changing decisions between what she wants and what she thinks is right. Decisions that might involve choosing between her heart—and Adam’s life.

What I Liked

I absolutely adore Mafi’s writing style: it just makes you feel as though you are Juliette, you think as she thinks, understand her reactions, empathize with her every thought. And I understood her confusion over Adam Kent and Warner. Adam was the first person who could ever touch her – how on earth could she not get a little attached to that? And while I understand, i dont necessarily like that she immediately went “Adam omg you can touch me i love you”, if it were me, I’d choose Warner every time because sweet baby jesus: Warner. He’s perfect: stunningly attractive, witty, intelligent, protective, strong, and hopelessly in love with Juliette – who wouldn’t want that?

It would be too hard to list all the things I loved about this book, so those are a couple of specifics, but basically I loved the whole thing.

What I Didn’t Like

Okay, prepare yourself for massive ***SPOILERS***

So it went from this: “And he leans in, so carefully. Breathing
and not breathing and hearts beating
between us and he’s so close, he’s so close and I can’t feel my legs anymore. I can’t feel my fingers or the cold or the emptiness of this room because all I feel is him, everywhere,filling everything and he whispers
“Please.”
He says “Please don’t shoot me for this.”
And he kisses me.
His lips are softer than anything I’ve ever known, soft like a first snowfall, like biting into cotton candy, like melting and floating and being weightless in water. It’s sweet, it’s
so effortlessly sweet.
And then it changes.
“Oh God—”
He kisses me again, this time stronger,
desperate, like he has to have me, like he’s dying to memorize the feel of my lips against his own. The taste of him is making me crazy; he’s all heat and desire and peppermint and I want more. I’ve just begun reeling him in, pulling him into me when he breaks away.
He’s breathing like he’s lost his mind and he’s looking at me like something has broken inside of him, like he’s woken up to find that
his nightmares were just that, that they never existed, that it was all just a bad dream that felt far too real but now he’s awake and he’s safe and everything is going to be okay and
I’m falling.
I’m falling apart and into his heart and I’m a disaster.”

to this: “ “You destroy me.”
“Juliette,” he says and he mouths the name, barely speaking at all, and he’s pouring molten lava into my limbs and I never even knew I could melt straight to death.
“I want you,” he says. He says “I want all of you. I want you inside and out and catching your breath and aching for me like I ache for you.” He says it like it’s a lit cigarette lodged in his throat, like he wants to dip me in warm honey and he says “It’s never been a secret. I’ve never tried to hide that from you. I’ve never pretended I wanted anything less.”
“You-you said you wanted f-friendship-“
“Yes,” he says, he swallows, “I did. I do. I do want to be your friend. He nods and I register the slight movement in the air between us. “I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend,” he says. “The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette-“
“No,” I gasp. “Don’t-don’t s-say that-“
“I want to know where to touch you,” he says. “I want to know how to touch you. I want to know how to convince you to design a smile just for me.” I feel his chest rising, falling, up and down and up and down and “Yes,” he says. “I do want to be your friend.” He says “I want to be your best friend in the entire world.”
“I want so many things,” he whispers. “I want your mind. Your strength. I want to be worth your time.” His fingers graze the hem of my top and he says “I want this up.” He tugs on the waist of my pants and says “I want these down.” He touches the tips of his fingers to the sides of my body and says, “I want to feel your skin on fire. I want to feel your heart racing next to mine and I want to know it’s racing because of me, because you want me. Because you never,” he says, he breathes, “never want me to stop. I want every second. Every inch of you. I want all of it.”
And I drop dead, all over the floor.
“Juliette.”
I can’t understand why I can still hear him speaking because I’m dead, I’m already dead, I’ve died over and over and over again.
He swallows, hard, his chest heaving, his words a breathless, shaky whisper when he says “I’m so-I’m so desperately in love with you-”

AND THEN SHE SAYS ADAM’S NAME????? I MEAN WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL IS GOING ON UGGGHHHH. The book was perfect up until then when I cringed for Warner and just wanted to scream at Juliette for being so cruel, and so stupid! She practically says she loves Warner and then says Adam’s name. I’m getting all worked up just remembering it. If Warner and Juliette don’t get together I’m going to cry. That is all.

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