Listen, okay, I am absolutely and unashamedly the kind of person who cries about books. I get attached to the characters, and then horrible things happen to them, and it makes me sad. Honestly? I love it. It’s cathartic, and me loving a book enough to cry about it means I was super attached to the characters. Books that make me cry are good books.
So, alas: here is a list of the books that have made me cry the most. You want to read them? I suggest a box of tissues.