A strange thing happened when I was reading this book. Obviously, the writing itself was powerful and the book, a page turner. But as I was reading it, I never thought of those characters to be real. Neither could I relate to them, nor did I approve of what they did. Worse still, I did not really care what would happen to them next. And yet, those proses were mesmerizing and they touched me beyond anything. I shed tears at those words of cries even though I grew no attachment to the characters who uttered them.