ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Guys, we’re doing bullet points again. I would like to thank:

Adriana, Christina, and Lo, for holding my hand at Comic-Con and encouraging me to write the slightly unhinged book of my heart. Publishing is scary, and I feel so lucky to have you.

My agent, Thao, and my editor, Sarah, who didn’t just let me write my knotty book, but fully embraced it. Neither of you know the real color of berries, but I love you anyways.

Liz Sellers, the assistant editor of everyone’s dreams, who always makes me feel like I’m in great hands.

My publicists, Kristin Cipolla and Tara O’Connor, for being super patient and for putting together the best tour. I deserve you guys less with each book, but I’m so glad I can talk about Taylor Swift with you.

My marketers, Bridget O’Toole and Kim-Salina I. A million thanks for everything that you do, everything you don’t ask me to do, and everything you help me do by holding my hand. You’re the best, so I won’t steal your Illumicrate editions.

Rita Frangie Batour and Vikki Chu, for designing the cover (I was so obnoxious for this one, and yet no one has come to my house to murder me yet; thank you for your mercy), and of course Lilith, for being, as usual, the most talented illustrator to ever grace this plane of existence.

Everyone at Berkley. I had the best time visiting, and I’m so grateful for how incredibly welcoming everyone was! In particular my most heartfelt love to: my grandeditor Cindy, for being, quite frankly, the most formative influence on me before we even met; my grandpublicist Erin; Carly, for calling my book “deliciously filthy” and making my entire year; Gabbie, for asking if my book had knotting in it and making me feel seen and understood; Claudia Colgan, for braving a frigid and hazardous winter.

My production editor (Jen Myers), managing editor (Christine Legon), copyeditor (Jennifer Sale), and interior designer (Daniel Brount). So sorry I made you read what you had to read.

My Spanish and Mexican publishers. Special thanks to Marina and Laura at Contraluz; Gerardo, for the best dinner of my life (S. still talks about it every day); and Norma (I am so, so, so sorry about that thing).

My author friends, my fandom friends, my SDLA friends, my Berklete friends, my bookseller friends, my adoptive family friends, my friend friends. I’m a mess—thank you for putting up with me.

My sister, for being cool about stuff.

AO3 and the Organization for Transformative Works, for my life and my sanity.

My husband. We’re now five books in, and I’m starting to owe some real, not-backhanded-insult-y thanks to him, who will find out about them when his mother sends him a pic of the German edition. Thank you for agreeing to keep Southern European mealtimes, for cleaning the cat poopers when I’m on deadline, and for being proud of me even when I’m not. As usual: IYDIGKM.

I would not like to thank:

Ticketmaster.

Justin Murphy of Out of the Attic Photography

Ali Hazelwood is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Love, Theoretically and The Love Hypothesis, as well as a writer of peer-reviewed articles about brain science, in which no one makes out and the ever after is not always happy. Originally from Italy, she lived in Germany and Japan before moving to the US to pursue a PhD in neuroscience. When Ali is not at work, she can be found running, eating cake pops, or watching sci-fi movies with her three feline overlords (and her slightly less feline husband). visit ali hazelwood online

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