I’m currently writing the final chapters of Rumor Has It and it’s such a weird feeling. On one hand, I’m so excited to start the sequel — to dive into new dynamics, new chaos, new heartbreak (obviously). But also… I kind of don’t want it to end? It feels like closing the door on an entire era, like saying goodbye to a version of myself that grew up with this story.
Bittersweet doesn’t even begin to cover it.