Forever and Always:
This book. Grab your wine and a case of tissues guys, because this runs you through the ringer twice over. A book thats emotional toll is as great as the novel itself. Emotional toll and great don't normally go in the same sentence. I know this. But with this book it does. You'll see.
Ever and Caden have a love story for the history books. Its a love story that have lived and blossomed through the words in their letters.
Letters. Old fashioned and still ever beautiful. Caden and Ever tell each other everything. After a summer at camp things will never be the same. Pen pals. Thats what they call themselves, but their relationship goes so much deeper than that. Have you ever had someone that you told absolutely everything to? Exactly what was on your mind? That person you vented to when you were so hurt you thought your heart would burst? Thats who they are for each other. So much more.
I cried in this novel. Multiple times. It rips at your heart on so many occasions that I couldn't help but be that engulfed in it. I knew this was coming. Jasinda warned us. But alas, I didn't listen. Well I did, but I couldn't stay away from the promise of another journey from her. Another world to get lost in. Lost is exactly what I got with this.
The ending. I was gripping the endue of a pillow reading the last 2 chapters. Heart Broken. It hit me out of nowhere. Knocked the wind out of me and demanded I fall even further into this story. I finished this book chanting "Please Don't" because You knew. You just knew. I am praising the hills in thanks that book two comes out sos ion because much longer a wait and I wouldn't survive.
Read this. Experience the emotion, the hurt, the love, the passion. Read it. Get your wine, get your tissues, and get lost in forever.
These letters are often all that get me through week to week. Even if it’s just random stuff, nothing important, they’re important to me. Gramps is great, and I love working on the ranch. But…I’m lonely. I feel disconnected, like I’m no one, like I don’t belong anywhere. Like I’m just here until something else happens. I don’t even know what I want with my future. But your letters, they make me feel connected to something, to someone. I had a crush on you, when we first met. I thought you were beautiful. So beautiful. It was hard to think of anything else. Then camp ended and we never got together, and now all I have of you is these letters. S**t. I just told you I have a crush on you. HAD. Had a crush. Not sure what is anymore. A letter-crush? A literary love? That’s stupid. Sorry. I just have this rule with myself that I never throw away what I write and I always send it, so hopefully this doesn’t weird you out too much. I had a dream about you too. Same kind of thing. Us, in the darkness, together. Just us. And it was like you said, a memory turned into a dream, but a memory of something that’s never happened, but in the dream it felt so real, and it was more, I don’t even know, more RIGHT than anything I’ve ever felt, in life or in dreams. I wonder what it means that we both had the same dream about each other. Maybe nothing, maybe everything. You tell me.
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We’re pen pals. Maybe that’s all we’ll ever be. I don’t know. If we met IRL (in real life, in case you’re not familiar with the term) what would happen? And just FYI, the term you used, a literary love? It was beautiful. So beautiful. That term means something, between us now. We are literary loves. Lovers? I do love you, in some strange way. Knowing about you, in these letters, knowing your hurt and your joys, it means something so important to me, that I just can’t describe. I need your art, and your letters, and your literary love. If we never have anything else between us, I need this. I do. Maybe this letter will only complicate things, but like you I have a rule that I never erase or throw away what I’ve written and I always send it, no matter what I write in the letter.
Your literary love,
I said the first novel needed wine and tissues and I must amend that. When being read together add gin and some relaxing classical because this novel.. it really guts you. In a way that is heart breaking and envisioning. It has so much love and so much hurt. Some parts are almost unbearable to read. But you will, read them that is. Because you must.
Caden has been through so much in his life. SO much hurt, so much loss. This part in his life is no different. With Ever being in her current state and his body being in its, he is again in a world of hurt. His love. His Everything. Just gone. Again.
I had to stop a few times in this novel. You know that feeling that in your chest you get when your heart sputters a bit and your breath catches because something hurts so much?
Well that happens. Over. And. Over.
But in a way that just draws you deeper into the story.
What develops in this story is something that I found understandable. Others may not, and I understand that as well. But I felt the hurt. I felt everything reading that book. And I understood.
Then a perceptible tragedy strikes again. This one though, this one I took even harder than the first. But there is light at the end of the tunnel. It may be far off, and their may be obstacles, but there is light.
An After Forever.
5 Huge Stars.
I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m a castaway. Lost. Drowning. I love you. That’s the only true thing I know, and it’s all I have to hold on to. I love you. I’ll love you forever. Until the day I die, and I’ll love you in whatever world comes after this one. I love you so much, Ever. I miss you. Dear Jesus, I miss you. Come back to me.
For forever, and after forever,