Malorie Blackman’s Noughts & Crosses.
The hardest section of the book to read. There is just so much emotion and pain.
She stays lost in the middle of her own world somewhere. We can’t get in and she doesn’t come out. Not often anyway, and certainly not for any length of time. But her mind takes her to somewhere kind, I think, to judge by the peaceful, serene look on her face most of the time.
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