I didn't think Jasinda could ever write a book that would move me more emotional than Falling Into You did. Then she wrote this one. From the moment I read the blurb, I knew this would be a top read for me. But I had no idea how much this book would truly touch my soul. Jasinda's new KU release is an absolute 6 star read.
This book follow Nadia and her love story. Well. Both her love stories. I want to write this in hopes that you wont go below and read the blurb. GO in blind and just feel this book. Nadia's story was compelling and raw. It was an emotional hatchet to your heart that once broken, You spend the remainder of the book piecing together one mosaic tile at a time, ending with something twice as beautiful as when you started.
I yelled at this book and I had to put it down a few times only to turn my reader right back on and start again because even though I was hurting I HAD to keep reading. I read it in the line at the pharmacy and while cooking dinner. This was THAT type of book. The type fo book that haunts your every though until you finish.
With a plot that is character and emotionally driven, you are immersed in Nadia's life page after page with no complaint. You WANT her to get her Happily Ever After, even if it is the last thing you read in the book.
This book in unlike anything you have ever read, and in a time where were are feeling beat down by the world, grab a book that breaks you down and builds you back up at the end. A book that leaves you feeling like it gave you a hug and told you even at the darkest, that there is hope and you are going to be okay.
Grab it. Thank me later. Also have tissues. Oh and maybe like a super comfy blanket to cuddle with. You might need a hug. Don't wear makeup. Trust me on that one. Hands down my top tear jerker, ugly cry of the year.
One year ago, I buried my husband.
One year ago, I held his hand and said goodbye.
Now I spend most of my days lost somewhere between trying to remember every smallest detail of our lives, and trying to forget it all. I fill my hours with work until I’m too exhausted to remember him, to feel anything at all.
One year, 365 days—and then one knock at my door changes everything. A letter from him, a last request, a secret will:
My dearest Nadia,
Trust me, my love. One last time, trust me. Sometimes the epilogue to one story is the beginning of another.