Kristan Higgins is one of my OG romance authors. When I consciously decided to read mostly romance for the rest of my life (because my real life sucked enough at the time that I felt ZERO need to read books that might leave me sad or uncertain at the end–I required guaranteed HEAs in some aspect of my life, please) I found a used copy of one of her books–at the used book sale at the library I now am in charge of, maybe?–and proceeded to binge read her entire backlist ASAP. She became a go-to author, and when I…
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