But what also bothered me about Sam and Hikari’s relationship was the fact that it seemed like Sam was trying to fall in love with her BECAUSE she was Real-Sam’s reincarnation. I already don’t like the insta love trope, so that made this worse. For claiming that they refused to let love into their heart, Sam sure fell for Hikari instantly because of her “yellow-flaired eyes” (??? What does that even mean?). Hikari had such a boring personality that I and many others just don’t understand what Sam would have seen in her other than their past lover. Then their relationship was just Shakespeare and cheesy dialogue. It had no depth. And again, the fact that Sam confesses to/kisses her immediately after she’d cut herself is just so so so wrong to me. You know, the main character. After finding out that their love has been lying all this time, they don't yell or get angry and they don't throw things at each other like you wanted them to, they just stay..."

No, not depressed. They ruined that word for me. I think the worst feeling in the world is telling someone you’re in pain and hearing them say there’s no wound.” you meet neo, coeur,& sony, and you just grow to love them so much and you feel for them soooo much. they each have their own different complications and it is so sad to read about their struggles and that although their life is filled with so much pain and struggle they’re still attempting to fulfill a list of things before they sadly pass.Our floor’s most notorious jailer (nurse), Eric, has a keen sense of timing. He raises a brow at Sony’s tone, his foot tapping away at the ground. His bullshit detector is a honed weapon, and when he gets mad, I wouldn’t wish his wrath upon actual prisoners. Against the unforgiving landscape of a hospital, a group of terminally ill patients embraces the joys within their reach: friendship, freedom, rebellion. Each in their own way is broken; each in their own way is stronger for it.

From prose to plot it showed the author’s inexperience. Self-published books written by young people can be very good( I’ve read many), but this one had all the hallmarks of what makes people skeptical of reading self published stories: poor editing, flimsy plot, and weak writing. I think the author has the bones here, and clearly has narrative ability, but this was a weak novel. That is two instances of the author blatantly romanticizing suicidal tendencies, using their illnesses as a springboard into it.

Coeur is a much calmer being. He’s our muscle, our ever-guilty muscle. His mother is French, his father Haitian, both pretentious namers. Coeur means heart, though the heart in C’s body is broken. Literally. But the heart in his soul is the biggest among us. He is the lover in the bunch and the worst thief among us. Now, when they go home, they don’t go home for long. Disease is greedy. It takes pieces of you until you no longer recognize yourself, and Neo, C, and Sony don’t recognize themselves outside this place anymore.

This book was so disappointing. I’ve loved Lancali for two years and have read her fanfics but this book was hard to get through. The characters are suppose to be young adults but they act like their 15. The romantic relationships felt forced to me and I honestly could not understand why Sam was into Hikari.AND OH GOD THE WRITING. It was the worst part. As someone else mentioned, this book tries too hard to be quotable. Every. Line. Tries to be quotable and most of my annotations are just me telling the characters to speak normally for once. The dialogue is so unrealistic and the constant poetic language is distracting. Sometimes less is more and that goes for purple prose. Description should be balanced. It’s fine to toss in a few metaphors but not every sentence in a book needs to stand out. But even if all that had been rectified, the fact that this book promotes self-destruction, insinuates that nurses/doctors are blind to/complacent about their patients’ issues, and romanticizes dangerous topics and notions is what makes this such an uncomfortable, disappointing read for me. By the way, the trigger warnings in the book are BURIED. They’re in the foreword — which should actually be called a preface, by the way — under paragraphs and paragraphs of the author kind of ranting about why this book means a lot to her. The TWs are not listed out; they’re simply lumped into another paragraph. Many people could not find the TWs are were very upset with this book. They fact that the TWs don’t stand out at all should have been my first red flag.) i know that this is based loosely on lancali's childhood as a chronically-ill kid and i intend no harm or hate to the author, i am just sharing my opinion on the story) Sony, you’re an idiot,” Neo says, grabbing a pen and notebook wedged in his chair and slamming the book open, and scribbles, 4:05 p.m.: Sony is an idiot.

I’m interested to see how the author grows. But, as it stands, I Fell in Love with Hope is not a strong story.Against the unforgiving landscape of a hospital, I fell in love with a mischievous, sun-eyed boy who became my only joy in that desolate place. That’s what made it all the more soul-crushing when he committed suicide in front of me.